I Was Reckless

I had my son when I was 15. I was out as a guy but not as transgender. One of my friends found out from someone I knew beforehand and confronted me about it. I was scared at first cause I didn't want anyone knowing but he was super nice about it. We stayed friends for a couple of months before he started flirting with me. I had a crush on him at the time and so I flirted back. Eventually one thing led to another and we had sex. Of course you think you're invincible when you're that age so I thought I wouldn't get knocked up.

Well, 10 weeks later, I got suspicious about my body changing and two missed periods and yup. I was pregnant. I was mortified. I was supposed to be a guy and how could I call myself that if I was pregnant?? My mom talked me out of an abortion and my friend, now boyfriend at that point, promised he'd help me. We were so head over heals, I could tell he was nervous but still wanted us. I had to switch schools which made me so sad because I really wanted to try out for the school play. I was placed in an alternative school to work around my hospital visits and other pregnancy things. I got teased a lot, less because I was pregnant but more because I was transgender and pregnant. I went into labor the last week of school AT school and that was nerve wracking.

He was there for the birth and we stayed together for about a year and a half but we grew apart. We broke up but he's still involved with my son's life. My mom had to help me a lot as well. Now that's in the past.

People aside, I did enjoy being pregnant. I can't describe the feeling, but I miss it sometimes. This makes me want to hold off on top surgery too bc breastfeeding wasn't too bad either. I liked the bonding. Maybe in the future when I'm stable enough and find a good man, I might do it again, but for now, one kid is enough lol.