I kinda hate MTV right now

When i first got pregnant and told some people they were like "oh i want a baby" and such things and some of them were even like "ill do it without the dad". And i started to think about it. MTV has literally glamourized teen mommy-hood. Like they made it seem like its easy. Like its something that isnt that hard. Like i dont know where id be without my support system.
Sometimes i think of all those Maury shows where the girls are TRYING to get pregnant. LITERALLY TRYING like why would you try to make your life a lot less easier not necessarily hard but not too easy anymore.
This girl i know on my facebook who also had a baby and shes like 14, i see her all the time asking why her friends dont talk to her or why she has no life. Because once that baby gets here you pretty much stuck between two lives. Your teen life and your mommy life.
Its hard..its a hard struggle, cause i even am caught in between the same lives.

Mommy days ahead

So this seems crazy. 

 But i had a kid,

like a living breathing

crying

pooping

eat

Baby.

I am honestly still shocked and in disbelief that i had a baby, The moment she came out (dont worry im skipping gorry details) i was like "woah".

I am still not gunna be posting as much because my laptop is broken, but look this blog is not for nothing. And once i get a working laptop i will be posting more. But here admire my adorable daughter. =]

She got those looks from me. 

Its not okay to be rude to US

Yes i am a teen mom - No my child is not a mistake, a product of an one night stand, or going to be a n'er do well.
yes i am a teen mom - No i did not drop out, do drugs, party "hart-tay", screw around, and i have not lost my mind.
Yes i am a teen mom - NO! You may not walk up and touch my belly.
yes i am a teen mom - No, MTV did not do this to me.
Yes i am a teen mom - No, i do not want to be on the show.
Yes i am a teen mom - and Yes i do know who the babys father is, and yes if you stare and be rude, he will kick a**.

I don't know what the helker is up with society, but being rude to a teen mommy-to-be  or ANY mommy-to-be is just wrong. Why? Because you don't understand what we must go through everyday. Being a teen mom, this is what i have to deal with whenever i go out, including with ***** (daddy).
-People Starring
-People Pointing
-People whispering
-People gawking
-Rude remarks
-Rude looks
-Speeches
-Comments
-BELLY TOUCHING!!!!!!!!!
So someone not moving out of my way, espicially if am entering Wal-mart on the Enter side and you are Exiting from THE ENTER SIDE, and you want to nearly ram your cart into me. Then you must be crazy. Just because there are teen mommies out there, and yeah we know it doesnt look good on us, NOTHING REALLY LOOKS GOOD ON US, but it doesnt look good on you, when you make fun of us. Its like keep your comments in your head, or -if you have nothing to say, dont say anything at all.
Do you think we havent heard speech after speech from family members?
Do you think that we havent lost something (friends, family support and appeal.etc..)?
We already have to try and go against the grain from the crazy girls on MTV and their issues, in fact maybe i should be mad at MTV, because they protray teen mommies as these crazy, drinking, partying, girls. And i have been to some teen preggo mommy events and most of them arent like that.
Recently my friend ******* has gotten prgenant, and she was on the pill and it failed, so its not like us teen girlies are TRYING TO GET PREGNANT, its that society is lying to us and birth control is failing. Yes, teens have sex, probably more than they used to, but teens have sex. Look at RJ berger, Jennifers Body, I Just Want My Pants Back, Teen Wolf, teen sex is everywhere. So if people started paying attention, they wouldnt be so shocked that teens get pregnant.


...i'm sorry America, blame reality TV.

When Daddy is nervous and Mommy is insane

7 months. Thats 2 more months before i have to give birth. GIVE. BIRTH. B-I-R-T-H. That is 2 more months before i can see what my baby is gunna look like. 2 more months before i can expierience the "joys of motherhood". The only thing i have ever waited two months for was a shirt from britain that i bought with my allowance.

7 months is like a mile stone. I see my doctor more, shes fairly nice so thats not too bad. I have a baby shower, thankfully thrown by mommys good friend (Thank you, i know youre reading :p ). I gain more weight as she grows to her full final size, which hopefully isnt too big, pretty please baby get my genes, be not so tall like daddyy. So it would seem like everything is in order, right?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I am freaking out. I am so worried about early birth, breaching, emergency c-sections, something wrong with her, and freaking out to where i wont push. And lately ive been going crazy with these back pains and all these crazy temperature swings, i'm pregnant in California heat, and not just any california heat, SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA DESERT HEAT, which is pretty much like being a microwave for 4 months straight. And it gets so hard to fuction and i wanna keep being a tiny bit active so i wont have any complications or any unneccessary dealings. Lately pregnancy brain has replaced my regular brain, my belly has caused hundreds of head turns, eye bulging, jaw-drops, and few whispers. Which would not normally get to me, but with pregnancy brain, it makes me want to cry an ocean of tears :,,,,,,,( and then drown them all in it >:D (see mood swings to the fullest!). Also, i'm so happy that Mommy has such great friends, one of them has offered to do some belly pics, which i just am super excited for, because i am just slightly conceided and i cant stop touching my belly. And then, theres school... I have like 2 weeks left of it, and thats soo great but waking up with back pains from the underworld, makes it hard to sit in a hard chair, walk from class to class, and just fucntion normally. Plus, summer school where i am taking my Junior classes to get ahead so my senior year will actually be my Junior year, Yeah? Sounds great right? Almost, cause at the same time i will have a kid, but my wonderfilled mommy has agreed to help me out with her as long as i am doing my summer school. Which i appreciate to the highest but i dont want to fully rely on my mom, because while she is great and stuff, it is my responsibility, but hey she can spoil her all she wants, thats what grammas are for.

Now, daddy. So lately ive been spending so much time with my boyfriend, nothing baby-related, because we've learned that causes stress, because i want US to be ready a little bit before this baby gets here, i mean shes going to come wether we like it or not, but still doing our silly teen couple things (backyard bonfires, midnite swimming, daytime swimming, going to the park and staying to look at stars on Google skymap) so that we dont lose focus on the main component of everything, LOVESSS! Because if we cant love us together, how are we gunna love eachother and a baby. But recently, he cant sleep, been waking up in a cold sweat, and just hasnt been sleeping well at all. So i asked, " ***** , are you nervous?" and after a short pause i got a sigh and a, "Yes." Which i can understand because ya know, babies are scary and they are a lot of work. So we talked and i found out that all he is really nervous about is, she wont like him! Like what??????? So i said this, "Why wouldnt she like you? She only kicks when you're around, you talk to her all the time, and she knows when youre coming because she starts kicking me like she'd rather be in you. Plus, she wouldnt be, without you. Plus, who can say that their dad had a green mohawk?." So with thar and talking more we finally went to sleep, but he couldnt resist apparently and said to my stomach, " ****** , kick me if you like me better than mom", and that kick to his face could have not been harder.

Fat Mode

When I was skinny there was nothing more id love to do than eat. Not cause I was hungry i or anything I just like the taste of food and I had the metabolism to pursue this hobby. Now not so much. I'm more aware that I'm eating.

I know eating is supposed to be good for the baby, and that she can taste what i can taste, which makes me want her to expierience alllllllllllll the flavors of the world but, what about me? I know it is a selfish-ish question to ask but, when she comes out, i still have that weight on me. And i dont want to instantanously go back to my original size (00 [: ) but i was never the best with excersizing. So i'm having this internal conflict with myself thinking "remember you have to eat to feed the baby too", which is okay when you add like peanut butter toast or peanut butter english muffin to your cereal for breakfast (not actually IN the cereal but WITH IT) because its that tiny extra for the baby. But then when youre at your like 5th bowl of cereal, who is REALLY feeding who? Plus i'm 7 months now, and she all up in my back and that makes it extremely hard to waddle, waddle, waddle, waddle, not walk. Walking is way to hard, espicially when you cant see your feet and you have an extreme hatred for bugs and sharp objects in your feet.

When I'm done being a whale

Theres many things i wanna do when im done being pregnant, and most of them are fairly simple. Like nothing BIG. No, why would i want to do something drastic after being pregnant? Thats just weird. 

I first, obviously want to have my old size back, 0-3 ish. Because if i have to buy another size 9 i am going to explode. The first time i bought fives i was barely fitting them and even that made me want to tear up a little, i miss my cute little curves that i once had in my bathing suit, mostly because i have like a boyish body figure, minus the wonderful inherited asset. But no after that just little things, that ive been wanting to that just had to be put on hold for a while. 

The first thing is to get new tops for my dermal hip piercings. So far i have been lucky to where my skin has not grown over them, because i clean them probably 4 times a day, its almost religious and obsessive, i swear, so i havent had to take them out, but i havent had different tops since i got them. I even think that my mom has forgotten that they are there. What has happened though is they have moved slightly inward, but that is just because my skin has expanded and they grow with my skin so once i start thinning back out they will move back to their place. I dont know i was thinking little gemmy ones or maybe a unicorn. IDK this site i go on to look at them, since dermal piercing tops are like EXTREMELY RARE to find in your average hot topic or local piercing supply. 

Speaking of piercings ive been really really contemplating getting my belly button pierced. I just think it would look cute if i had a little trio. Not like the flashy dangly ones that are crazy, nope just the little basic one. I was talking to my boyfriend about this, and he gave me this weird look and asked me if i was "obsessed or something" because if I do eventually get all the piercings i want which is only 3 more (my belly, my nose and i want dermals on my back dimples) id have a total of 4 which is only 2 more than he has, but 3 of mine would be hidden so id really only have 1 that people would know about. 

Getting my permit. Since i'll be graduating early, ya know why not have my permit also

And finally, I just wanna go to disneyland.

I think my dog knows im pregnant.

So with everything going on, I think i might have made my dog terminally depressed. And part of me feels really bad. Like why am i such a terrible person, but then i give her a piece of meat, she smiles, and im fine.

I think my dog feels like her replacement is coming or something. Lately she wants like nothing to do with me sometimes. And it might be because im pregnant and havent been able to take long walks like we used to or maybe because she feels like she will soon be replaced, im not sure. But my puppy is sad and i am sad, until i get another mood swing.

It all started when i noticed she didnt want to lay on my lap or cuddle with me like she used to.  At first i thought it was because she was getting bigger and she thought she was too big, but now its like this hatred of me. Then she used to cry when i went to the bathroom, like sit at the door and scratch and scratch until i came out, but now she must be thinking im having an affair with the toilet, like she looks at me heading to the bathroom and gives me this look like "Why? What did i do wrong?". It breaks my heart sometimes.

There are so many things after that but this last one really just gets me right there. Even as she got bigger, she would sleep in the bed with me, even if i put hers next to my bed shed whine til she was on her designated pillow. Now when its time for the house to shut down, she sombers into my MOMS room. She doesnt even really like my mom all that much, but ill get up to get water and there she is at the end of her bed, starring at me like "Why? What did i do wrong?".

Call me a stickler but No

I know i am not the only person who does this. So don't judge. You might have been there too.

Today a random person at my school asked if they could touch my belly. So i thought outloud and this is what my response was, "Ahhhummmmmmmmmmmmmmm, No." And i kept walking with my friends (to the bathroom yes, but still walking all the same.) As i was walking away the person who was in a medium sized group of people, started to talk about me. 
LIKE WHATTTTT???!!!!! How is it wrong for me, to say no to you, when you ask to touch my body? Only few have been allowed to touch my belly, and even though i have said a million times to them that they dont have to ask, they can just touch it, they still ask. Which i do appreciate (can i appreciate it?) because they still have that Mommy respect which is cool, dude. To me my belly is like a precious thing right now, and its like a personal space that should be reserved for trusted family and friends. So dear strangers, shall i ever put on a picture of me on here, you will not be able to rub my belly. 

My first Mommys day??

I know that technically I am a mommy. But to me I am not a mommy, i am mere teen using that "super power" (thats what its called according to my mom) So before we get to meee, (since this blog is pretty much me me me me me) i wanna talk about MY MOM. Ready ? Lets Go.

16 Some odd years ago, my mom was a pretty cool person. And then she had me, and then she got even better. NOOO, im just kidding. I made her insane.
My mom although she may not look like me. (see picture below) I love my mom all the same, because she is one unique mom. I mean my mom who would rap in the car while in the Drive thru at KFC, one mom who is not only my friend on FB but my friends are her friend, and they like actually like her. Sometimes me and mom do have these minor quarrels but most of the time its because i would like her to just yell at me. I mean she didnt quite lecture me when i told her i pregnant, i probably cried and called myself a horrible child more than she did. My mom is the coolest mom on the planet.

So my mom may not cook and she also may not be that great of a navigator, but we do go on some great adventures.
My mom, shes not quite strict, shes not the best cook, and she cant quite sew. But to me my is perfect.

So anyways, i dont consider myself to be a mommy for mothers day because my kid is not here yet. Comment on it

Starring contest with my fetus?

So i know i made a post about people yelling. But this whole starring thing is like a real problem.

So its Mommy's Day and i'm at the mall. A pretty teen and young adult filled place, so youd think that they would have sometime in their lifetime seen 16&Pregnant. Not that i am saying i am one of those girls, but, they starred at me like i was a walking sparkly pink unicorn. They looked at my belly like my baby was waving hi to everyone. I wasn't waddling around with a giant pink sign, i wasnt wearing anything showing my belly, i wasnt showing any skin. I mean i was in pants and a mid-sleeve tshirt. I mean i pretty much looked like everyone else minus the fact that my belly stuck out like a rhinocerus horn. But still, the starring, the gawking, the jaw dropping, like ive said before im not some exhibit on display. Teen pregnancy happens, yes it is one of those rare occurances like a meteor shower in the middle of the day (sorry dinos maybe thats why you died, you didnt expect a meteor to hit your face midbrunch).

Having a starring contest with a pregnant womans fetus is not a good idea, because who knows what part of that fetus youre starring at. You could be starring at my kids butt right now, and you wouldnt know. So next time you stare at a pregnant mommies belly , i hope that fetus farts right in your face.

Why am i even...?

Calling Pancakes burritos.
Forgetting my birthday.
Wondering whose cellphone is on my bed (mine obviously)

It seems like the mythical pregnancy brain has cast its spell upon me. I forget words that are soo simple, buisness math looks like freaking klingon jargon, and remembering what month it is is EXTREMELY HARD, espicially when your callendar says APRIL.

These day its getting increasingly hard to talk, to walk, and to just be normal for 5 minutes. This morning for my mothers birthday i attempted to make her a heart pancake for breakfast. The pan is hot, the mix is mixed, i got my spatual ready anddddd..... i forgot what a heart looked like. So i think to myself, well i know what this is. I just dont know it right now, but once i put the batter in the pan, ill know. Did i know? NOPE! I just made some weird shape, flipped it, called it a heart and gave it to her. I love my mommy dearest because she loves and probably could see what i attempted to make, she still ate it.
Honest truth here, i would not have. Because it looked like a paraplegic tried to make that pancake.

How long is this gunna last, because sometimes ill forget what im talking about and i wont be saying anything. I wonder if that means that my child is like killing brain cells or if i should REALLY stop dying my hair. I don't know, my brain is a work in progress. Like a kindergarden construction zone.

When strechmarks become HORRIFIC!!

When do you cross the line and start wishing you could peel off your skin? 

I've been looking at my "Mommy Marks" recently and i'm really starting to just wish i could soak in a tub of lotion. I've even contemplated selling my Kindle fire to but millions and millions of bottles of that CellTrixa crap.

So last night my wonderful boyfriend of mine was staying the night because my mom went to work. It got really hot so i just put on a big tshirt and my underwear (granted i need to do laundry so there was nothing sexy about this). Well im sitting on my couch and he pokes my butt, so i freak out like "why are you touching me?". NOW, my boyfriend is not one to sugar coat things, says, "It looks like a bear got a firm grip on your butt and pulled". So then we go back and forth, where i finally just become really quiet, show him the menagiere of strechmarks on my butt, then i get, "Babe, it looks like your butt wants to be like Freddy Kreuer".

NO, i was not mad. In fact i agreed. Because no matter how much lotion i put on my butt, the strechmarks dont fade, they dont shrink, they sit there and they mock me. I have no strechmarks anywhere else, NO WHERE NONE! But of course, they appear there.

Of course they would appear there right as swimsuit season approaches. So maybe ill not only be putting foundation on my face, ill be applying bronzer to my other cheeks too.

We're now on Facebook

I am now on Facebbok!!
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Waking Up Is Just Nasty

Its One thing when I wake up in bad mood, but it seems to be like a whole other thing when i AM just in a bad mood. The smallest things that I wouldnt let get to me, just get to me, like really bad. Plus not to mention this heat and this tiny ass wall unit for an A/C is not much help. So i wake up, and i dont even want to wake up, the only reason i am waking up is because my boyfriend is leaving, because its a hard fact to face but since I'm 7 months pregnant, its not like i have anything to do today but just be pregnant. Now, in like 2 months, i will be doin stuff, like doctor appointments and making sure my water doesnt break somewhere in the middle of a really awkward place. So anyways back to not wanting to wake up. I dont like waking up to seeing him leave its not fun. Like i want to wake up to him, i dont want to wake up and see him leave, like WTF? thats just not pleasant. Also little kids coming in my room. Hello, i am in my freaking underwear and all i have for my wonderful cover is a sheet, so that is just a bad situation all around.

In my head i usually create a list of things i have to do today. Things that usually just keep me occupied. This is all i have so far.

{ x  } do dishes
{  x } wash face
{  } re paint nails
{ x } make a blog
{ x } take pharmacy (pills)
{ x } feed dog
{  } clean dog water dish thingy
{ x } Sew Hello Kitty back together
{  } clean my room

yeah, it only seems like i'm productive.. i'm not

Expectations for the Expecting

"LOOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME!!!!"
"Push Baby push puuushhhh"
"YOURE SUCH AN A***HOLE"
-baby pops out-
"Babe we did it..uhh uhgg i mean YOU did it"
-Mother is now holding the baby-
"aww she's so beautiful, look at what we did, I love you honey"
-parents kiss-

[FADE  TO BLACK]

So i was thinking about this yesterday, (sorry i didnt post it was kinda an off day), What do you expect to go down in the delivery room? What do you expect to happen when youre out of the delivery room and youre in Couplet care?

Lets start with the delivery room.
Most moms expect the pain, and the pushing, and they have it all planned out. But why? Why have these crazy expectations? What if you give birth and its easy, you dont realize how hard you push and you get that baby out of there quick? What if instead you dont actually need the epi you wanted cause your contractions arent THAT bad. Ya know? Like why sike yourself out and expect all this pain? Why not calm your nerves and tell yourself "it'll be easy" or "I can do this" instead of preparing yourself for pain YOU MIGHT NOT ACTUALLY EXPIERIENCE and just chill? Ok? I mean for me i'm expecting things to go pretty smoothly. One because besides my mom and my loving boyfriend everyone else in my family is pretty WEIRD to say the least, and secondly, theres doctors there, like professional people who studied and did this like a bajillion times to help me out, and i'm pretty normal so its not like there is going to be a surprise down there that they havent seen already.

Now to that OH SO FUN introducing the baby part.
So youve invited everyone to your baby shower, everyone you called to tell that you were in labor..came. What now? Is there gunna be a horde of family rushing in the room stealing the baby, saying awwwhh and oooh, naming body parts similar to yours and the father? Or Maybe itll be a few people trickling in, like 1 or 3 at the most 5. My plan is to call people i want to be in the waiting room and have at most 4 come in at a time in the order of importance. Why? Because I JUST GAVE BIRTH. Pardon me but i wouldnt want to deal with anyone after that, plus I JUST GAVE BIRTH TO MY BABY, mine all mine, not yours, not yours, or yours, but MY BABY, like yeah i know im going to pretty much be with her for the next 18-22 years but she just got here, i want her to me. So out of the 48hrs at the hospital that i get with her, the people are only gunna get at most 18.

Are You Ready to Be A Parent ?

So i got asked this, Are you ready to be a parent?

And this is what ran through my mind:
Was I ready to miss out on my friends parties?
Was I ready to miss the cherry festival (Carnival) ?
Was I ready to not fit in my clothes?
Was I ready to change my life plan?
Was I ready to be considered an adult?
Was I ready to be stared at?
Was I ready to a part of a statistic?
Was I ready to share my room?
Was I ready to lose sleep?

No. No i wasn't. I wasn't ready.
But guess what? No matter how much you plan, no matter how many crazy books you wanna aread, no matter what safety precautions you wanna take,and NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO TO PREPARE FOR THIS NEW LIFE, you're not ready.
I don't care if you have your pregnancy and you get everything perfect down to the T, even your labor and deliver y. You're not ready.

There are no manuals, even if one of those crazy books you bought says it is, ITS NOT, theres no How - To Videos, about raising your kid. Every kid is different,until they are about 18 youre still not ready, even if you have like 7 kids, you may think youre ready but youre not.

You dont know how the years are gunna go, (hello, "terrible twos", My sweet 16 anyone?). Theres no preparing, planning, there is nothing you can do but hold your ground and go with it.

So, no. I'm not ready to be a parent. But i am ready to take care of my kid.

Fat or Just pregnant?

"Are you Fat or just pregnant?"
"Are you pregnant?"
"OH! Youre pregnant! i thought you just got fatter..LOL"
"When are you due?"
"Boy or Girl?" -points to your belly


I don't mind telling people that i am pregnant. I don't mind telling people how i feel that i'm pregnant. But please, please, PLEASE!!! for cheese sake, do NOT shout out "Are you pregnant?"

Because when people are pregant (okay MOST people) its pretty obvious to tell that they are pregnant. Pregnant people werent just abducted and then forced to eat a volleyball. Its kinda rude also, not only because you are shouting, but it also puts us in a very awkward position. And being oregnant as it is, IS VERY EMOTIONAL. So you may think, "Geez i was just asking", in our heads its like, "What the hell is this M********s problem, its obvious i'm pregnant, why the F*** did you have to shout?", and either they get mad or angry or really frustrated to the point of tears, because now all eyes are on them. And being a teen mom, im already looked at enough. (Like lets all stare at the pregnant teen, as if shes a exhibit at the zoo). So next time that you are thinking about asking OUTLOUD if someone is pregnant, ya know, just take the time if you are that interested, to
just walk up to them, and politely ask them if they have a seamonkey growin in there. I'm almost, ALMOST 100% positive that they will appreciate it, a whole lot more than if you shouted at them....making everyone look...causing pregnant rage....which could be your COD (cause of death, NOT Call Of Duty).

Beached whale

Its too hot to be pregnant in Southern California. Its too hot to be pregnant period. Anywhere. I no longer walk, ive reached the waddling stage. And boy! Waddling is nothing compared to a walk. Because when your walking your pace is comfortable, it may be slow but its comfortable. Waddling is one constant speed, there is no going faster or you over rev, and then you overheat. And you do not want to mess with an overheated preggo. To put it simply, if you lined up 100 pregnant woman and had them all waddle at once, youd end up with a straight line coming towards you.
Currently i am also having a battle with my shorts. Because i do firmly believe that there is a weight limit with shorts, and i do believe i have passed that weight limit.

You loved me when i was skinny

This sucks. When i was skinny you loved me. Our summer love was endless. You were always there when i needed you. When i was skinny you always gave me that one little ray of sunshine that i needed. You used to love my legs. Now all you do is make me tired. All you wanna do is make me break down. You make me wanna just lay down and say fuck it. I remember jumping in the pool and seeing you there. Now i cool myself off in a cold shower. When i was skinny you were the reason i went everywhere. Did everything. Now your just making me sweat. You used to be my best friend and you even got along with my best friends. Now youve traded them for me. I remember loving being warmed by you. But now i just want to kill you. Why? Why cant you love me, like you did when i was skinny?
Why Mr. Sun? Why?

They see me Strollin'

Why is it that, there are like 40 million types of strollers? Why can't there be like one Universal stroller?
I mean seriously, there's like convertable strollers, sports strollers, double strollers, double wide strollers... There should honestly just be a stroller dealership where all the picky moms go and buy the stroller of their dreams. And why does a stroller need so many customizations and features? The purpose for a stroller is to stroll? Right? Is that not the purpose of a STROLLER??
Some come with like crazy features like being bulletproof and going from a bassonet to a stroller. If youre walking your child so much that it falls asleep and needs to be in a bassonet you should probably just go home. Just go home.

Baby clothing melodrama

Why is it sooooo hard to find a swimsuit for a new born? LIke seriously? Do they think that no one has children in the summer? So far, it has been an epic quest to find a bathing suit for a newborn, or even one small enough to fit a newborn. Granted i'm not having a normal sized baby, but still, can I please get a bathing suit! Like really. Its not like i want to put her into a pool with just a diaper so the diaper can soak up the pool, not to mention that, that is probably really uncomfortable and could cause a rash of all sorts. Its not like my child will stay out of the water the whole summer, thats just cruel, because she is most likely hotter than the rest of the people outside.

Its just not fair, why do all the babies born in the winter get cute bathing suits?

Buying stuff.

So i bought a crib. Yeah that crib right there, no its not blue.

its a very satisfying feeling being able to say that you bought your baby a bed. Espicially your first baby.

I mean yeah, its just the crib and frame and stuff but itll be all done up. It'll be perfect for a newborn, i mean every crib is perfect but this one feels just right.

Its a feeling like 'Yeah, i can do this'.
Cribs are just the first step to a baby's room. Right?

Eventually she'll have her own dresser and a little changing table. Then theres the bedset and everything. But right now i got her crib. :D

A CRIB!!

Yes i am excited, and its still in its box because im not going to put up a crib and let it get all dusty and shes not even here yet, thatd be bad. And personally i think that is just bad preparation.

BUT!

YAYYYYY!! I got a crib.



How this all started

Hi.
How do i say this?
Umm...
I'm pregnant.

[Fade to black]

Hi. My name is Charlie ( no not really but am I really gunna tell you my real name? no). And i am Americas downfall, America's litte disappointment. I'm a pregnant teen.

How did this start?
 Well when two people love eachother really much....
You know the story.

This is blog about a semi-normal teen who just so happens to be pregnant, there will be Videos and Pictures, and lots and lots of letters and text.

I'm not one of those girls off of MTV, no im not a crazy partying drinking teen mom, NOOOO am i in no way one of those teens who have issues with the daddy and her parents (considering i only have one) and are constantly boo-hooing over something stupid, (although i do randomly boo-hoo every now and then cause i have no clue whats going on with my body).

Nope, i'm just a regular teen, i sit on my couch, i eat, i go to school, I hang out with my boyfriend.

Oh yeah, i'm still with the father. ☺ [+1 teen mommy point for me]

Enjoy