My mother stands by the sink with her fingers wrapped around her coffee mug while the bed of her nails turns white. I sit at the kitchen table and my hand keeps making small circles on my stomach trying to rub off what is inside. She throws her cup into the sink that shatters into pieces that she won’t be able to put back together. I stop rubbing my stomach and start petting it. I can’t even do that. Mike doesn’t want anything to do with me or the baby. “I can’t give my baby up, I won’t.” “It hurts to bad now. I can’t imagine it ever going away.” My throat grows tighter and my eyes sting with pain. I start to feel short of breathe. My throat relaxes and my eyes no longer sting but become
Gabby Rodriguez, who is 17 years old, wrote this book to tell about how she did the “pregnancy project”. She had always grew up near poverty and grew up with siblings who were teen moms. Everyone looked at her and believed she would become a teen mom also and nothing more. Her pregnancy project was to fake a pregnancy, which was also her senior project. She used this fake pregnancy to try to make students at her school and others around her to take teen pregnancy serious and encourage those teens to make responsible decisions.
“Okay.” You huffed and puffed as this belly of yours was troublesome. You couldn’t wait for this little monster inside of you to pop out. You had enough carrying this weight, receiving achiness all over your body. You declare to yourself that you weren’t going to carry anymore babies if this was terrible.
Mother rammed her fingers into my mouth as if she wanted to pull my stomach up through my throat. I squirmed in every direction in an effort to fight her. She finally let me go, but only when I agreed that I would vomit for her… I closed my eyes as chunks of red meat spilled into the toilet. Mother just stood behind me, with her hands
Malery Longing Once something happens, you can’t take it back. I am seen as the girl that goes to the parties and greats bad grades,but in reality I am the totally opposite. I don’t go to parties and I have a B average,even though I used to have straight A’s. It all went down hill when my dad got invited to a party.
Unplanned Parenthood For decades, women’s rights have been compromised at the hands of the government a sector primarily composed of men. Even with the passing of Roe vs. Wade in 1973 declaring a women’s right to privacy of her body a new rival on the issue of abortion has garnered nationwide attention in light of a video released by an anti-abortion organization the Center for Medical Progress. The highly edited video depicting the sale of fetal tissue by a Planned Parenthood facility caused a grand upheaval among politics and the minds of millions of Americans but, in particular, led to the attempted defunding of Planned Parenthood for one year. The following cartoon claims that denying millions of women access to the affordable health services
Gaby Rodriguez: Teen Mom? “Throughout life, we are put into boxes to categorize how people see and know us. This is how stereotypes originate, because people would rather read labels on the box instead of taking a look and seeing what’s inside.” (Rodriguez 154). In her memoir, The Pregnancy Project, writer Gaby Rodriguez gives details about how she was able to fake her own pregnancy while also hiding the truth from her siblings, boyfriend’s parents, and her entire community.
Gaby Rodriguez spent her senior year with a fake pregnant belly on her body. She was told her entire life that she was going to end up just like the rest of her family: pregnant as a teen in high school. Defying all stereotypes, and working hard to disprove them, she used her year-long senior project to change everyone’s minds. The Pregnancy Project by Gaby Rodriguez is a realistic, eye-opening story that all teenagers should read. One of the things that makes it such a good book is the rawness you feel the whole time.
The two novels, “The Pregnancy Project” written by Gaby Rodriguez and the novel “Turning 15 and On The Road to Freedom” both share the same meaning. Both authors of the novels write about taking action. In the short novel, “Turning 15 and On The Road to Freedom”, Lynda Blackmon Lowery helps to the march for the right to vote. Many people took action and sacrificed a lot to help others approve Selma’s voting rights. In the novel of “The Pregnancy Project” Gaby Rodriguez illustrates her Senior Year Project which showed how stereotypical people can be.
Teenage Mom It is estimated that around 750,000 teenaged girls get pregnant every year, in the United States. I am a part of this statistic. At the age of 15 I became pregnant with a baby girl, whom I later named Penelope Rose Clark. I thought this was the end of my life, but I later found out that I was terribly wrong, it was only the beginning. Life may not go in the direction you had planned, but that doesn’t mean it’s going in the wrong direction.
My essay is going to be about the day I gave birth to my daugther. Febubary 27,2015 will alwaysbe a day to remember for me. I woke and it was a regular day just waiting for my daugther to decide it was time to come out. i had went to starbucks with my sister , mom , and sister in law on my way back home i started feeling uncomfortable. We got back home and waited around.
“This is what happened when you were gone. I began to smoke again and I... I lost the baby from stress and high blood pressure. Because you left me, now I’m gonna leave you.”
Becoming a father in my life was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Living for someone else and not just yourself is a special feeling. Knowing that it is your sole duties in life are now to love, provide, teach, mentor, discipline and love some more. I always hear people say “ Im don 't think I 'm ready to be a parent.” and to be honest I do not think anyone is ready to be a parent.
This is the story of my pregnancy. The night I found out I was pregnant I got a funny feeling in my stomach, and I wasn’t sure what was going on. I told my mom what was going on, but she was already suspecting I was pregnant and already had a test ready for me to take. I took the test and the results was positive.
I can feel my tiny body being sucked through a tube forcefully. I hear the tear of my body stretching, breaking into small pieces, feeling my heart begin to stop slowly but surely. I feel so lifeless. My mind wandering off into one million and one places. Asking myself why me ?