I was a "teenage" Mum at 19 - although I don't think this age is included in government stats - might be wrong.
Anyway, I'd just finished my A levels, and was about to start uni... However I also lived with my DH (then DP) and had our own house. I worked by day and studied at night.
I was given some very ropey advice re my contraception when being discharged from hospital following a blood clot on my lung. My Mum was with me when the nurse stated that the medication I was given would NOT interfere with my pill, which I was to keep taking while they eliminated it as having caused my blood clot. Two weeks later at my follow up appt I was already pregnant.
Thus my DD was a genuine accident. However that said, we were both thrilled.
I constantly faced the stigma of being a teen mum, and I ended up with very severe PND. I was happy with my home and baby, she was perfect, neither of us had any tears and we were all sleeping through the night! I was just so paranoid about all the tut tutters finding fault in me that I tried to become perfect. Every item of clothing for my DD had to be bought in either 7 - one for each day of the week, or had to completely match - I wouldn't buy it if you couldn't also get every accessory with it. This also extended to blankets, bottles, toys etc... I'd go to baby clinic and the HV would chat away to the "accepted" mums, but would only do the necessary with me. When DD had a rash on her face my HV suggested it was because I wasn't sterilising properly. So I promptly bought a new steriliser, and would regularly clean until 2am. I got treatment after I took out a credit card to buy a Mamas and Papas pram, with all the accessories - that was identical to the one I already had - just so I'd have a clean one to use if the other needed a wash!
Anyway, despite all this, I do understand why teen mums are stigmatised! I was very, very much in the minority, in that I supported myself. In this town we are surrounded by teens who have babies as career choices. People will probably hang me out for saying this but, they get enough money to live on, when you take into account the reduction they get on C tax, water, etc. My cousin had her son at 15. She doesn't work, she was housed in a brand new flat overlooking a marina and given £1500 to furnish it with. The flat next door is selling for £280,000. She doesn't pay council tax, has reduced household bills. She spends a lot of time at her mums because she can't afford electric/gas = her mum ooks after the baby. But guess what? She's preg again because "I really want a girl"
Round here pretty much all the social housing is brand new, and these girls laugh that they are more of a priority then anyone else.
What do I think the answer is? I'm not 100% sure, but I do think the fathers should be made more accountable. They can physically put on a condom which will pretty much prevent pregnancy and STI's, whereas a girl can lie about being on the pill. Boys/men should have their benefits reduced for every child they father while claiming, and the money should go towards their kids. If they work, they should be forced to pay - and this is what they should be educating, not sex - they know what sex is and what it does. However the reduction would be removed if they stayed with the Mums, maybe then they'd look at the state of their relationship before having babies, and certainly work harder at staying together. Lastly, your benefits should not go up because you choose to have another baby. You get what you get, and you budget how you budget. If you want more, earn it. Also they should have to do their sex education lessons, with the sound of a screaming baby in the background, so they know how hard it really can be!
I'm not a benefit basher - we claimed when my DH was made redundant. But we wouldn't have been stupid enough to have another baby while claiming. When we got close to losing our house, and no one would help us because we were making ourselves homeless - so all we were offered was a B and B long term because we weren't vulnerable, my DH and I took a succession of low paid jobs to keep the roof over our heads until DH got back into his chosen vocation!