Share your pregnancy story!

Hey, I thought it would be nice to hear the stories of all the pregnant moms on the forum :-) please don't judge mine or anyone else's stories, we are all different

Here is mine sorry if abit long:

From a young age I was deeply depressed and couldn't find any relief in anything. I tried doing things to grab as much adrenalin as possible. I turned to self harm, ended up in hospital every 2 weeks or so. I got into all kinds of trouble, ended up in court by age 17 and on a 6 month youth offending referral order. Smoking (not just tobacco), kicked out of school, then kicked out of college, fighting, burglaries etc. I'd been with a mental health team since age 11, and by 17 I was diagnosed with depression and Borderline Personality Disorder. Anyway, when I was just past 17 I decided to contact my dad who I had never met, he was incredibly vile to me and said some really damaging things. (It sounds really bad writing all of this) anyway I dropped contact with my dad after he told me he wished he'd never had me and I was so hurt... But I realised I was pregnant. So much was going on and I was completely terrified, but for some reason all the pain just peeled away when I saw the test was positive. I was scared but I was not sad anymore. So I decided to step up and for once do the right thing. I stopped self harming, I stopped getting into trouble, I stopped smoking, stopped drinking. Changed my whole lifestyle. I even managed to almost conquer my fear of needles, had the tests I needed. Now I'm 18 years old, I have my own apartment with my boyfriend who I have been with for 1 year and 4 months, and I was due to have my baby on the 4th may. He's a little bit late in arriving but I don't know where I would be without this little man. He looks after me as much as I look after him. Everytime I feel his little feet kick me I just realise how lucky I am. How I'm completely blessed after all the terrible things I've done, to have a baby boy growing rapidly inside me. My body has changed and I have so many stretch marks, general pregnancy pains and fears, but they are all put to rest by the fact my little boy is okay. He's mine. I did something good. I'm looking after him. I'm looking to go back to college when he is a bit older, re-do some of my studies and be able to support him whenever he needs it. I absolutely adore him, my life has changed for the better because of this little man and I couldn't be anymore grateful. I know people will think I'm a complete cow from what I've done, but I wanted to write it somewhere, put it to rest. Because I am so proud that I was able to completely turn my life around in 9 months. I know having a baby doesn't fix problems, but it helped me fix them myself. It gave me that extra bit of motivation that I really needed. So in love already :-)

Please share yours too!