First off I wanna stay sorry if this is a long read. Me and my now husband got together in 2015. I was 15 and he just graduated highschool. We had that dumb love phase for a while then we both started really getting to know eachother. It was perfect. When I finally turned 17 me and my mom got into a huge fight. I could day she wasnt the best parent and really didnt know that meth was tearing our family aprt because of her. Fast forward a year and in December me and hubby got engaged! It was soo cute. A couple months later I was pregnant. We used condoms and I was on birthcontrol! The doctor pretty much said she didnt know why it wasnt working. She wasnt sure. Neither was I cause I never missed a pill of even taken one over a hour late! Every day same time. Easy as cake. I found out I was pregnant March 5th. We was excited. But really scared as first time parents. In May we went back to get another US and my baby boy had no heart beat. It had stopped at 8 weeks and I was suppoed to be 12 weeks. It was devastating to me. It sent me flying down into a depression just last month they put me on depression medication cause my husband finally showed me all that had chnaged in myself since we lost the baby. I finally said I'm not gonna cry and curse and make this harder on me after I started takeing them. We started trying for another baby as soon as we was cleared. Well not trying exactly. But not preventing. We did this for 3 months. Last month I just gave up and said I'm gonna live my life. I'm 19 years old I might as well live it up like shit. Theres alot of things I wanna do in this world without a baby. So I put it on the back burner. Fast forward to yesterday. I'm 9do and im pregnant! Going to get bloods today. I'm so excited! Thanks to all that stuck around to hear my story.