i was 15 when i got pregnant. my boyfriend at the time and i weren't using any form of birth control -- he was just pulling out. the one time he didn't pull out was the time i got pregnant.

i'm 23 and already have two beautiful little girls, my youngest being 6 months old. right after having my baby i got the paragard iud placed in. 3 months later we learn i'm pregnant and my iud has embedded itself into me.

it was a month after i tried to commit suicide that i was raped. while driving myself home after the rape, i could feel what he had left behind in me. the only idea that was going through my mind was how could i forget about it and go to work the next day.

i look back now and realize that even though i was educated and very capable, i was also very young and naive. i was 18 years old, a freshman in college and in my first serious relationship, all while dealing with my father's illness and death later that year. a powder keg of change and stress - to deal with it i spent almost all of my time with my boyfriend, trying not to think about the future.

i was 20 years old when i found out i was pregnant. it was just two weeks after i had finally gotten out of an unhealthy relationship that fed my low self-esteem and low self-worth.

in the twelve years of being sexually active, i found myself in a position that never crossed my mind. there were a few times i could have easily gotten pregnant, but didn't, due to luck and/or pcos. but, one night, i made the mistake of not using a condom.