Smart choice!!! Let me tell you my story to help you even more.
I got pregnant when I was 15. It was not planned. I was basically forced into marrying the father, who had been my boyfriend for two years. Yes, there had already been promises of a nice house, white picket fence, etc. Even before this happened. I turned 16 in august. We were married in november, and my daughter was born in december.
His parents helped us to get an apartment. They paid the rent for us. You see, my husband did not have a job. He promised he would find one. I didn't have a job either. I wanted to finish school. So, I had to apply for public aid: foodstamps, cash assistance, etc.
So, I still wanted to finish high school. Lucky for me I babysat for the principal and his wife, who was a teacher there. He worked with me, and with the teahers, so that I had my 6 weeks off, and then returned being allowed to make up what I missed. I was allowed to graduate with my class. This only happened because my mother had always been a stay-at-home mom, and watched my daghter while I went to school.
It quickly became apparent to me that my husband was slipping into darkness. He never did find a job. He drank more and more each day. This would usually lead to fights, and ultimately to him hitting me.
One day my mother had the flu and was too sick to watch my daughter while I went to school. I had to leave my daughter with her dad. He was still passed out in bed, but I had no choice. I culdn't miss any more days of school, or be tardy again, or else I would not graduate with my class. When I came home from school I heard screaming. My little girl was still in her crib where I had left her. She had a bottle of soured formula next to her, the same one I had left her with. Her diaper was soaked through, having soaked the sheets. She was screaming her little head off. That was the last straw.
Soon after I gathered the courage to tell my parents what had been happening...The drinking, the beatings, etc. They allowed me to move back home.
Through all of this I was alienated from all my friends. You see, they had their own lives. My parets would babysit so I cold attend school, but never so I could go out with my friends. Eventually my firends stopped calling and visiting, because they knew I wouldn't be able to go out anyway.
I am 30 years old now. Thanks to my parents, who were supportive, I was able to go to college right after graduating high school, and I am now certified to teach elementary school. Please know that my situation is very unique. Many parents are not so supportive in these cases. I was lucky.
I love my daughter very very much. I am glad that she is a part of my life. I do not regret having such a wonderful daughter. However, I do regret losing those teen years. Even now I look back and wish I had been able to have a normal life. Every once in a while I will run into one of my old friends. They got to live their life right. They had their teen years. Sometimes they just seem so much more settled than myself.
So please, live your life without a baby for now. Enjoy these years, and take comfort in knowing that you will have a baby when the right time comes. Enjoy these years of freedom and innocence, these years of friends, movies, dances, football games. If you choose to try for a baby now, years later you will be looking back like I have, wishing you had done things differently.