After I was Pregnant at 13

I would love to say that, that day in the hospital. Was my breaking point where Chris was concerned.

But It Wasn't. When Joshua was 1 month old I moved in with Chris's Mom EJ .

Chris was in juvenile. Still. And EJ had a cute little two bedroom house. She lived alone and had an extra room.

You could say I was lured in with hopes of a better life. I won't speak poorly of my family but we were REALLY poor.

At the age of Fourteen I felt like we had nothing. I had never even had my own room. And EJ was a single woman making good money.

Who completely spoiled Josh and I. We had everything we wanted. I was happy with my choice.

EJ is a private home care nurse. Which means she works for 72 hours. Then she is home 72 hours.

So now my game of house took on a very real, yet exciting turn. I was the homemaker.

I did all the housework including the cooking. And EJ was very appreciative. When she was home we would talk about josh, play with josh, and laugh with josh. When Josh was in bed we would play Yahtzee or watch movies. We made a good Mother daughter team.

I would love to say that we lived happily until I met my husband.

But that would be a lie.

On June 3rd 1997 Chris was released from McCune Brooks boys home. Joshua was almost 3 months old.

I was inthusiastic. I knew that if we were living together I could Make him change.

I soon found out that Chris was an alcoholic and an abuser. He is part of a genetic circle. Though he chose not to break it.

I allowed myself to be an inhibitor of his violence. Shortly after my baby's first birthday Joshua walked in on Chris beating me.

I will never forget the look on his face. My son was not going to be part of that circle. I packed my stuff and was gone within the hour. With all my sisters out on their own I decided to go live with my parents.

I had a really good friend named Phillip. We had a platonic relationship. In June of 1998 he found out he and his mom were moving.

On a spure of the moment decision we slept together. The next day Phillip was gone. Two months later I found out I was expecting again. With no way to contact Phillip.

I hid my pregnancy until my seventh month. With the support of my family. On Febuary 27th 1999 I had a beautiful little boy Matthew Allen. I did consider adoption during my pregnancy. But when I saw him for the first time. I knew there was no way I could live my entire life without him. Matthew was an angel baby. He almost never cried. He was always happy. With both of my sons. I felt content. I had no need for a man in my life. I didn't want my boys to see men coming in and out of their lives. I had a no relationship rule. Which sometimes did make me a bit Lonley.

Jason was a guy who lived behind my parents. We had attended Elementary school together. His friends were my friends. Though we had never been formally introduced. Jason had just graduated high-school and lived in a house with two guys that I had known since I was 12.

With Jason so close by. We kinda worked out a "booty call" type thing. Which was great for me. We would lie awake talking and holding each other for hours. I thought things could stay the way they were. God had other plans. Three months after we started "seeing" each other I found out I was pregnant yet again. Jason begged me not to abort. He promised he would help raise his child. To be honest I did not believe him. I just knew he would abandon me. In December of 2000 I turned 18 and got my own place. I was four months pregnant. Jason offered to move in. I didn't think it was a good idea. What would my boys think about having a man living with their mom. Finally after lots of talking we worked out an arrangement. Jason would move in on a roommate basis. On April 19th 2001 I gave birth to the most beautiful little girl I had ever seen. We named her Julia Grace. Jason was by my side holding my hand the whole way.

We made a great team together we were taking care of all three of the children. Jason was a great dad. He changed diapers helped me with nursing, And even took the time to play with my boys. Jason made me feel different than any man had ever made me feel. Somewhere in Julia's first year we fell in love. In June of 2004 with the permission of Joshua and Matthew we married. Shortly after wards Jason adopted my boys. I feel like every thing in my life was leading me to Jason. I believe God meant us to be together. Jason says I saved his life. I think he saved mine. I love him more everyday. We live happily in a little country town. 30 miles South of the city we grew up. Our kids are amazing and getting older faster than I could have ever imagined.

Chris is currently serving 5-15 in the federal penitentiary. I know it sounds cold but I am glad. He has two other children.

I hope I didn't bore you with such a long explanation of what happened after I was pregnant at thirteen. Thank you for reading my story and I am glad you liked it. I would have to say. The only way I made it through the hardships I created. Was with the Lord. Even when I did not know him. He was there directing my life.

I would not go back and change anything that happened. Some people look down on me. A girl who got pregnant three times before her 18th birthday. With three different men. Honestly I don't care what people think of me. If they all took the time to get to know me maybe they would feel differently, maybe they wouldn't.

Megan