Premarital Pregnancy: Made by You, Planned by God...A Letter to Enlighten Women Who Seek Solution From Abortion

“I’m pregnant!”. Many married couple would jump for joy and cry in gratitude for this line. This is the time of their relationship where the husband will take extra mile of care to his wife whose carrying the fruit of their love. And for the wife, this is the most meaningful chapter in her life as a women. Together with the growth of the child in her womb is the strengthening of their love for each other. For them, this is a lifetime celebration.

But no, the scenario is a lot different for girls who got unplanned pregnancy. The guy has a choice. He has the choice whether to admit that the child was his or not. Some might choose to not leave her especially during the conception but will leave gradually after birth, or worse, will run away upon hearing the news and leave her in this most sensitive part of her life.
But sis...this is no joke. If the farmer who planted his genes to you has options, you do not have. Really nothing even if your mind tells you that there is...NOTHING. Even if others would tell you that there is... NOTHING. Even if you did not want it...NOTHING AT ALL. Tell that little girl inside you to stop crying, stand up and wake up that sleeping womanly instinct of yours.

The time will come that something will grow in front of you that you can't just turn
your back on it because it’s life inside you and that’s your child.

The fact that it was made even if you both didn't plan it is an evidence that nobody else
planned it but God himself, that’s what makes that child more special.

I WAS 17 WHEN I GOT PREGNANT. I was on my 2nd year in college. It felt like all my blood has left my body when I got the result. Oh my God, I am an honor student, I have a scholarship to earn and a reputaton to maintain (since I used to join in beauty pageants). At first I thought that I just can't leave my pretty life: to disappoint my parents, my instructors who always say that I will surely have a better future, to be the talk in our barrio because of engaging such immoral stuff and watch my slim (charr) body (that used to be tagged as sexy) bloat and get striped with marks.

This was last September 2016 during our Marine Bio days, with me is my ex-bf current hubby.

Me (middle) with my high school bestfriends Lyka (left) and Arvie (right)

BUT THIS IS MY CHILD. For everything I have in this world, He is the only thing that I can call truly mine for he is made by my blood and flesh and nourished by my body. And even if the world turns clockwise, HE WILL ALWAYS BE MINE.

During our Marine Systematics class with Dr. Helen Vicente and my big tummy.

At first, I was really curious why God has given me such task, I thought this is to teach me to become responsible or redirect my path (this is true though) but as my baby is growing I think I saw the real reason. My son is the first born grandson of my in-laws. Bekoy (his nickname) has became their source of happiness.

This was taken during Daddy Henry's birthday celebrated at Gerry's Grill with Mommy Brenda (right) and Kuya Bogs(left).

I wish a picture could show enough how much joy he is giving to his grandparents. The longer I stayed with them the more I realized that they really need a cute little baby in the house. Their genuine laugh whenever my son would do a trick and the way mommy (Brenda) would say,

“ Hay Bekoy, unsa nalang kaha among buhaton ug wala ka...
"Our Bekoy, we don't know what we've been doing right now if you are not here with us.”

Truly, what could have been their life if Bekoy is not here, they could have drown themselves to work, go home tired and make themselves to sleep while watching tv, clean up the house on weekends and then go back to work on Mondays instead of going to a store to buy a Kinderjoy surprise egg after work, to go home excitedly to surprise their grandson with their pasalubong (goodies), have a talk during dinner with their chatty Bekoy and to say good morning when he would go out from the room in the morning. Sometimes if Bekoy’s nanny is out, they would bring him in school, there,while mommy would have her lecture in class, Bekoy would just roam around secretly talking to mommy’s students with a chalk in his hand. Weekends has turned to be the happiest part of the week where we could clean the house with a helping little buddy and then go to the mall after mass on the following day.

Mommy Brenda died last May 9, 2017, Bekoy was 4 years old then. When mommy was in critical condition, we begged the security management to let Bekoy go inside the hospital to see his mommy in ICU for the last time and say goodbye. Bekoy knows that mommy is about to leave and will go to heaven, he was waving to his mommy on the ICU window with his forced smile because he might be feeling something sad is happening although he hasn’t gotten yet the weight of the word “death”. Bekoy’s birthday is May 14, so his party was held in the subdivision’s clubhouse fronting the chapel where mommy Brenda’s interment was continued (since we were given only 4 nights in St. Peter’s Chapel). This seems so not right, but we knew if Mommy could talk to us, she would suggest the same.

This was last December 9, 2015 during Mommy's 6oth Birthday.

It made me very happy and proud that Bekoy whom I has given birth and used to regret to conceive gave Mommy Brenda 4 years of happiness. Right now, Daddy is coping up and is trying to have his sense of life back with his apos (grandchildren).

Did I ever hide my pregnancy?

• Yes, once only. I remember during our PE class when the instructor told us that commonly there are students that would drop at the end of the subject because they are pregnant. So I raised my hand and admitted that I am preggy. Of course, they were shocked but hella! I was given a privilege. Instead of participating in the volleyball and basketball games I became their scorer for the whole semester. Hurah! Hurrah! And to think I was so afraid in that subject before, I can dance but gaaaaaaad, I dont really know how to play team sports!

Did I got the scholarship grant?

• Yup, I think this is the only time that I purposely hid my tummy during the signing of contract. That’s why I am so grateful of the university admin for not taking away my scholarship when it began gaining shape.

Did I stop schooling?

• I didn’t because I thought graduating in college is my only way to provide my son’s needs and blessedly, I maintained my scholarship up to the end.

Did he marry me?

• Yes, last December 30, 2013, 7 months after delivery.

Is having a baby during college became a hindrance?

• Never, instead it taught me how to manage my time. I graduated Cum Laude and later employed under research projects. And I swear, every application I wrote for a job or a scholarship for graduate studies, I always emphasize that I am good at time management and knowing my responsibilities and priorities with the mere fact that I got pregnant while schooling, has a son but still, graduated with honor.

Graduation Day!!

UNWANTED PREGNANCIES????
That’s just what we call DIVINE INTERVENTION... We might not have the same story but always try to find the purpose. If that day would come that you already understood his plans, promise all you could just say is ‘woooow’. Our God truly is amazing so as our children.

To all pregnant ladies out there who is still looking for an advise, let your child live. I used to pray to have a guy who would make me his world; eat with me, go out with me, play with me, laugh with me ALL DAY, a guy that will cry if I leave but would still hug me tight after coming back, well my prayer came true, and that guy is this the same little guy that I call, son.

SALUTE TO THOSE YOUNG WOMEN OR COUPLES WHO CHOSE THEIR CHILDREN TO LIVE!! CHEERS!!

PS. I has given birth to our 2nd son on May 2, 2017, just 7 days before mommy left. She was still able to kiss Angelo :)

I will be writing too soon about Hubert Henry, my husband, the father of my children, the CULPRIT (HAHAHA! LOL!) but I think is also one of God’s best reasons why should I get pregnant early. I just can’t lose him..

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