No one in my family, including me, would have considered abortion. I would have expected them to encourage adoption, and then been really surprised when my dad turned out to be against that and for keeping the baby.
My getting knocked up would probably have been the last straw for my mom, not because of any moral or social concerns, but because by the time I was in high school she was looking at the possibility of finally being done with parenting, having raised 6 kids over the course of 13 years. That light at the end of that tunnel was dimming for her as well, since it was becoming apparent that my sister was pretty significantly learning-disabled and would be dependent for a long, long time.
Yes, my dad was around, he was a kind man & good provider…just a little bit absent, leaving much of the bad-cop kid-wrangling work to her. He would have gone along with whatever my mom decreed.
I was already doing my best to make her life a living hell - at the time, she was trying to keep her sanity, navigate a divorce, keep me out of jail/reform school, keep the gay son out of the reach of bullies, and come to terms with her own relationship with a woman. She would have probably made good on those offhand threats of death or dismemberment at the thought of having to raise an unplanned grandchild.
Gourd knows I wouldn’t have had the wits/resilience/maturity/finances to do it myself.
When I look back on what an insufferable twat I was to my mom during that time, I am really glad I finally got my shit together and was able to make it up to her before she died…and didn’t add an unplanned grandkid to the mix.
Mom had me about six weeks after her 16th birthday. She said she considered abortion, but couldn’t go through with it. She ended up graduating from medical school about six weeks after my 11th birthday, so I’d say she did okay. Needless to say, she had support from her family.
From as soon as I knew how babies were made, I also knew that if I wanted to have sex, all I had to do was ask mom and she’d put me on birth control. And that’s what I did. I’m sure mom would have wanted me to abort, but supported me no matter what. Luckily, because she was determined that I not end up like her, it was never an issue.
I don’t know, either. We didn’t talk about sex or abortion.
I was working in a restaurant later in high school, so I probably would have saved my paychecks and quietly had an abortion.
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I’d have been turned out of doors. Or maybe they would have begged me to marry him, have the child, and then turned out of doors.
It would have been bad.
My parents would not have wanted me or the pregnant girl to interrupt our education. However, while they had no objection to abortion in principle, on a personal level they would have felt terrible at the thought of a would-be child in their own family not being … welcomed (I don’t mean this as a pejorative toward choosing abortion or adoption; just can’t come up with a more neutral term off the top of my head).
I have no real way to predict, but I suspect that they would have urged that the pregnancy be carried to term, and that they be allowed to raise the baby. Not with any sort of attempt at deceiving the child or anyone else as to who its parents are, but simply as the best accommodation available.
So I chose “other.”
If I got a girl pregnant in high school I honestly have no clue what my parents would want her to do. We never discussed stuff like that. I never even got a sex/puberty talk out of either one of them. I do know that my father (& most of my familty) would’ve been completely flabbergasted and mom would’ve simultaneously been upset and thrilled. 
I think they would be remarkably supportive compared to many parents but they would personally want me to get an abortion. Babies would get in the way of what’s Expected. To be honest, they wouldn’t be thrilled if I got pregnant now (aged 23).
They always have expected me to excel academically and have an excellent career. And I’ve never questioned that, or felt pressured by it, much. It’s as much a part of my cultural make-up (British, artsy/media-y family, upper middle class, both parents have postgraduate education) as tea with milk.
My parents are Christian and very anti-abortion, think pre-marital sex is sinful. They are also academics and always pushed me to get an education and have a ‘career’ (I rebelled). I can’t imagine they would have been at all supportive of me keeping my baby in my teens. That leaves adoption… however we have a history of forced adoption in my mom’s side of the family, and my dad himself was adopted, so it wouldn’t have been easy on them either. All I’m really sure of is that they wouldn’t have permitted me to abort. I didn’t have sex til I was 19 and out of the house, so I didn’t have to think about any of this at the time.
Male here, so the choice would not really have been mine. But if I had gotten someone pregant and the choice were up to me, abortion would have been totally out of the question for my parents (and for me for that matter). I think, knowing my parents, they would have offered to raise the baby themselves (my Mom always wanted another child). I don’t think they would have pressured me to keep it: either let them adopt it or give it up to strangers for adoption.
This is a tough one for me to answer, because my mom was so staunchly opposed to pre-marital sex, and I was so sheltered, that getting pregnant was a literal impossibility for me during my pre-18 years (I was a virgin until age 20). I am thinking that she would have kicked me out of the house whether I kept it or aborted, simply for having sex against her wishes. But I would have had lots of extended family more than willing to take me in.
Not an issue for me, what with the lack of boinking girls in high school and all, but my parents made their feelings about it pretty clear if it ever happened. Abort! Abort! Abort!
First, they would have been devastated and had a meltdown. My mom in particular is absolutely against sex before marriage. But I think after they’d had time to process it they would have given me advice, helped me think through the options, and supported whatever I chose. I’m virtually certain they would have provided financial support and not thrown me out of the house, as much as they disapproved. My parents have plenty of faults, but as my mom has told me, “You’re our daughter and we love you no matter what you do.” So I feel pretty confident that they’d rise to the occasion, despite their disappointment in me, even if I screwed up really badly. It’s a reassuring feeling.
My mother would have been extremely disappointed, then she would have encouraged me to have the baby and go the adoption route. Abortion wouldn’t have even been considered - by her OR myself.
Which is the approach I would take if my daughter were to (God forbid) get pregnant in high school.
My grandmother and my uncle would have promptly dropped dead of strokes. Srsly.
My parents would push for abortion. I don’t think they’d be worried about social stigma, but they’d believe having a child as a teenager would be throwing away all my potential.
There would be much drama when I told them. Mom was adamant about sex as a teenager was wrong, wrong, wrong and also that anyone who didn’t use birth control correctly was not only wrong, wrong, wrong but stupid too.
My mom is so anti-abortion that she has fetus-themed checks in her checkbook. I’m not even kidding. I definitely would not have been counseled to have an abortion. It wouldn’t even have been a topic of discussion. I suspect she would have told me to keep the baby and that she’d help raise it if necessary. When she got pregnant with me at age 18, that’s basically what my grandmother told her.
My mother would have been estatic. She’s weird.
When I was born my dad’s mother was 40, so my mom decided that to “win” she had to be a grandmother at 39. It was a very odd dynamic to live with. I did seriously consider abortion when I was pregnant with my son but due to some significant stress I wasn’t surprised when I missed a couple periods and I was 12 wks when I found out I was pregnant. I was very worried about whatever damage might have been done by the 12 weeks of birth control pills.
For both my kids I’ve emphasized that while I love them to pieces I want them to experience life fully before they have the responsibility of a family. I would support whatever decision they made however and wouldn’t recommend any specific action. I would however help them with counter arguments to their fathers response which could be anything because his views change daily, but whatever his view of the day is he’s 100% behind it and you must be too.
My mother pushed me to get an abortion. No, wait… that doesn’t really sound forceful enough. My mother demanded I have an abortion, and ordered me to have an abortion every time I spoke to her for weeks. She told me I was going to ruin my life, that I would never be able to cope, that I had no idea how hard parenting is, that no decent man would want me and even if I did manage to find a guy who’d take on my child, he’d be resentful and treat the child poorly. She said I wouldn’t be able to hold down a job, that working would mean I couldn’t be a full-time stay at home Mum, and that putting children into daycare is cruel, immoral and wrong.
Except I wasn’t a teenager. I was 31 years old. I hadn’t come to her for advice and I never asked asked what I should do - my decision was made before I told her I was pregnant. She just took it upon herself to wreak weeks of misery on me until I had to tell her that I didn’t want to hear from her again until she accepted my decision was made. She relented, but she still has digs at me about it from time to time while simultaneously blowing her stack if I make any reference to her demanding I abort. I shudder to imagine how much worse it would have been when I was a teenager.
While I didn’t get pregnant in high school, my parents were very good about having conversations with me about such possibilities. Abortion was never even considered. My parents said that if I got pregnant they would support either decision to place the child for adoption or assist me in raising the baby. They would not raise the child for me. They assured me that while they would be disappointed by my choices they would love me and the child. I really had/have great parents.
ETA: As the mother of a son, I would of course have to respect the girl’s decision, but I would offer and hope to be as much as a help to the young lady as I could should she decide to have the baby.