I was getting ready to leave the gas station when my phone rang. It was my doctor confirming that I was pregnant. The sour never came through so strong then at that moment. I only had sex one time. How could this have happened?
The greatest threat to our national security comes from our indefensible and foolish neglect of our children today, which will be the seeds of our nation's undoing if we do not act with urgency. As we give thanks, let's also stand for children who need our voice.
New CDC birth data confirms that the U.S. birthrate dropped 1 percent to reach an all-time low in 2011. Put down your knee-jerk fears about smaller population. This drop is a good sign, foretelling not a diminished but a strengthened workforce down the line.
Despite a decline of almost 50 percent over the past two decades, rates of teen childbearing in the United States are twice as high as in Canada and Australia, three times higher than in Germany, and eight times higher than in Switzerland.
Sixteen and pregnant. It wasn't exactly the dream I'd had while I was in my junior year of high school. I dreamt of moving away to college and living in a dorm. But when I got the news that I was pregnant, everything changed.
I wonder what my life would have been like had Teen Mom been popular when I had my son at age fourteen. I wonder if the stares would have lasted as long or if the shame would have moved inside of my heart where it lived for years.