When i was 15 i fell in love. Real love. Everyone would tell me i didnt know what love was, and that i was too young… but only i know whats in my heart. After only a few months of dating we found out i was pregnant. The father pushed for an abortion, after all he was 19, which is a felony. But i knew that this baby would be someone special, and to take its life was wrong for me. Im pro-choice, but its just not for me. I hid my pregnancy until i was 7 months pregnant. I was so ashamed. My once toned and cute body was destroyed. I fell into a deep depression, nothing could cheer me up… except for an ultrasound. Everytime i could see my daughter doing what i felt her doing inside of me i felt so calm, so happy. It felt RIGHT. I gave birth to the most beautiful baby i have ever seen (which is what every mother thinks of their own child) at 10:03 am on August 12th 2007 and named this beautiful girl Isabelle Jeanne. (her middle name is after my mother.) I look at my body and i dont see my old self… but i am not my old self. I am a mother, it’s still taking some getting used to to say that… but i am someones Mom. Since my daughters birth the father left me, and im afriad no one will ever want me again… what 16 year old has a stomache like mine? But since discovering this site i just feel so much more at peace with myself and what i look like. I am not alone. I felt like a freak, my mother has only one stretchmark to show from 12 pregnancies (9 ending in misscarriage and three carried full term.) I thank every woman who has shared on this site for helping me adjust to my new body.