In 2008 atj ust 17 years old, I realized I was 3 months pregnant.
My boyfriend left me and wouldn't have anything to do with me. I was absolutely heart broken.
I continued going to school and hiding the fact that I was pregnant from everyone including my parents until I told my best friend and he took me to a free clinic at 18 weeks.
The clinic said my blood pressure was on the high side and the ultrasound tech said she thought the baby was a boy. I was given a list of doctors, was told to tell my parents, and sent on my way.
In the early morning hours of July 14, 2008 I awoke in a lot of pain. but I assumed it was just pregnancy related and went to summer school. By the time summer school ended around noon, I was feeling god awful and told the friend who had taken me to the clinic so. I then started passing out so he rushed me to the hospital.
When I got there, my blood pressure was 181/100 and they wanted to do an emergancy c-section but couldn't because I was already 10 CM. How I did not realize I had been in labor I will never know and I do very much blame myself.
At 3:01 PM Alicia Jeanette was born weighing in at 1 pound 2 OZ 11.3 inches long. She passed away at 3:34 PM. I left the hospital against medical advice because I did not believe them when they said they wouldn't tell my parents. Because of this I believed I may never be able to have children. I tried my best to move on and pretend it never happened.
in October of 2010, my daughter Ayla was born. It was after that that I was able to finally start talking about what had happened. A few people know, including my husband who made the oh so sensitive comment that I should be glad Alicia is dead because my ex was a loser. My husband struggles with alcoholism, and I'm certain if Ayla had died he wouldn't believe it was for the best because he can't stop drinking. believe
My parents still do not know. I fear if they ever did they would not forgive me for not telling them. I see how much they love my daughter.
I'm sorry this was so long. If you are still reading. thank you so much.
My boyfriend left me and wouldn't have anything to do with me. I was absolutely heart broken.
I continued going to school and hiding the fact that I was pregnant from everyone including my parents until I told my best friend and he took me to a free clinic at 18 weeks.
The clinic said my blood pressure was on the high side and the ultrasound tech said she thought the baby was a boy. I was given a list of doctors, was told to tell my parents, and sent on my way.
In the early morning hours of July 14, 2008 I awoke in a lot of pain. but I assumed it was just pregnancy related and went to summer school. By the time summer school ended around noon, I was feeling god awful and told the friend who had taken me to the clinic so. I then started passing out so he rushed me to the hospital.
When I got there, my blood pressure was 181/100 and they wanted to do an emergancy c-section but couldn't because I was already 10 CM. How I did not realize I had been in labor I will never know and I do very much blame myself.
At 3:01 PM Alicia Jeanette was born weighing in at 1 pound 2 OZ 11.3 inches long. She passed away at 3:34 PM. I left the hospital against medical advice because I did not believe them when they said they wouldn't tell my parents. Because of this I believed I may never be able to have children. I tried my best to move on and pretend it never happened.
in October of 2010, my daughter Ayla was born. It was after that that I was able to finally start talking about what had happened. A few people know, including my husband who made the oh so sensitive comment that I should be glad Alicia is dead because my ex was a loser. My husband struggles with alcoholism, and I'm certain if Ayla had died he wouldn't believe it was for the best because he can't stop drinking. believe
My parents still do not know. I fear if they ever did they would not forgive me for not telling them. I see how much they love my daughter.
I'm sorry this was so long. If you are still reading. thank you so much.
Please dont blame yourself. 
