I was a typical teenager my life revolved around friends and late night trips to Walmart, however that was soon to change. When you are eighteen you never dream that at such a young age our life goes from late nights with friends to wales for attention from a tiny child. My way of motherhood came to me by three events that will forever define me as who I am.
Waiting on those two little pink lines was like waiting on honey to be pour on a cold January morning. I received a text that changed my life forever; my best friend since middle school just told me she might be pregnant! My first thought was how she could be so stupid then panic set in what in the world was she going to do, however the main thought was she was not the mother type. My friend was like a tombstone, she could be cold, ruff, and hardheaded. She never really took the best care of herself either if it require physical, mental, emotional work then it was not for her. The weeks seemed to blur together waiting for her doctor’s appointment to confirm my worst fear. The doctor walked in with a big smile on his face he said “ congratulations you’re going to be a mom” My friend's face fell we walked out of the doctor’s office in a daze; I had to be the one to ask the hard question of what in the world are you going to do? My friend stared at me and gave an answer I least expected she said, “I’m going to have this baby despite all odds. The night after the doctor's appointment she called to tell me she and her boyfriend broke up and she was going to need me more now than ever. I ask why they break up. She told me that he told her that he was not ready to give up his life for some little baby that would require it to be put first, and he wasn’t about to give up the lime l...
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...s my son. When you have a child, everything in your life seems more meaningful things of little importance before are now the things that make your day. The air was hot the sound of laughter and talk filled the room as friends and family gathered round to celebrate Terry’s 1st birthday; Cake flies through the air as terry smashing his cake. My son turns to look at me with a big cake grin and as I look into those big blue eyes, I know I made the right choice.
Life changing events happens in all sorts of ways but parenthood is such a profound one; that will alter your view of the world forever. Becoming a mother at a young age was not the life I would have chosen, but looking back, I would never change the choice I made to adopt my son. Giving up your life for your own children is one thing. Could you give up your life for a child that does not even share your DNA?
Everyday, people are faced with choices. Some of life’s choices are simple, such as deciding what to wear to school or choosing a television station to watch. Other choices, however, are much more serious and have life-altering consequences. Being pregnant has many choices, whether or not to keep the baby. There are many choices such as adoption, or abortion. I decided that I would keep my baby because I knew in my heart that I would regret it in the long run if I didn’t. Throughout my pregnancy I suffered from depression, which is the condition of feeling sad or despondent mentally. My depression was mainly due to the fact that I was sixteen, alone, and scared, I was a waitress at a local restaurant, but that job couldn’t pay for all the financial needs it takes to raise a child. I left my baby’s father when all the arguing and physical abuse began. I couldn’t deal with that and I definitely wasn’t going to raise my child through it. Although I knew deep down that this big decision was for the best, it was still difficult and very painful. Just the thought of raising a child alone was scary. My parents were so disappointed in me they really didn’t have much to say, especially my mother. That made my pregnancy worse because I felt as though I had no one to talk to. I had friends to talk to but most of them didn’t understand what I was going through.
“I learned that I was pregnant at the age of eighteen, shortly after moving in with my boyfriend. Feeling scared and insecure, I didn't know how a baby would fit into my future. Upon seeking counsel from friends and family, it seemed logical to consider abortion as an option. After all, I was young, pretty and intelligent. I had my whole life ahead of me. It was a shock to learn that I was near the 6th month of my pregnancy. This fact certainly complicated matters. It would mean that I would have to have a different, more costly, kind of abortion. With the support of those I valued most, I made a decision. An appointment was set for one week later. My boyfriend and I arrived at the hospital early one morning in April. After the initial screening I was shown to an examining room where the lethal dose of saline was injected into my womb. Within minutes, I was led to a hospital room where they informed me that I could expect some cramping, a little worse than a normal period, and that it should be all over in about 24 to 48 hours. There was nothing left to do but wait for my body's "natural" ability to expel the unwanted fetus. In other words, give birth to my dead baby. I was instructed to remain in the bed and to call the nurse after I had the baby. There were six girls in the hospital room all together. At first we had a great time! Talk was abunda...
I was a typical teenage boy. I watched football, played baseball, talked sports. Essentially all the activities a normal teenager would do. However, unlike my friends, I could also add being thrown up on by a baby to my list of activities. I was now comforting a baby when he was restless and
Growing up I was always told to enjoy being young; now I see why. A plethora of young teens today become pregnant in high school. I just so happen to be one of those girls. I would have to say it was a life changing experience for me. As a result, the parallelism between the aspects of my life as a teenager and as a teen mom are stress, responsibility and my emotions.
Or what about a situation where a child you closely know is in need of a loving family? Maybe you were adopted, or your life has been deeply touched by adoption. Wouldn 't you want to benefit others lives in the same way? Now of course there are numerous hardships and dangers of adoption as well. The process of adoption can take anywhere from quite a few months to several years. You must connect with adoption agencies, complete home studies, submit important documents, and fill out possibly endless amounts of paperwork. The financial implications can also be quite large for the different required services to become an adoptive family. Also, when adopting, you don 't always know what you are getting yourself into. What health or behavioral issues will my new child have? Will they be strong and healthy? Or was their birth mother irresponsible during pregnancy causing developmental issues? All these aspects from how to adopt, why to adopt, and hardships of adoption will factor into ones decision to adopt and pursuing that decision, or
I could not imagine leaving my son behind in this cruel world. I thought about my family, my parents and my siblings. I thought about all the good and bad things I went through in life and I did not want to think that at some point, later on in life, I would have to leave this entire behind. I felt like life was giving up on me and I had no say in it. It was just unfair. I felt like I had to face this problem all by myself, even though I knew my family would be there for me, I felt alone. An unexplainable feeling, only I could understand. Waiting for the results was the longest week of my life, days felt like years. One minute I did not know what to think the next I was thinking too much! All kinds of thoughts were going through my mind. I asked myself multiple times “why me?” I had so many questions and I just wanted answers but I had to wait. Finally, I got the call from my doctor and she gave me good news. There was no cancer! I felt a big weight off my shoulders. It was music to my ears! I felt like I could finally breathe. I was given a chance and best believe, I was grateful for it.
Becoming a mom at sixteen was the hardest thing I have ever done. Trying to work, go to school and take care of my daughter seemed impossible. My mom was always there to support me, but from the moment I found out I was pregnant I was determined to do it on my own. When you become a mom at sixteen the paths you can take in life change, and you are no longer a teenage you become an adult really fast.
It was a beautiful day in June; a perfect 72 degrees. The sun was beating down ever so softly on my face, the birds singing along to the tune in my heart. I had my hair down, just blowing in the breeze. I had the sunroof open; crushing along, jamming out with Taylor Swift. I was on my way to the mall to have a couple shirts made. My husband and I just found out we are expecting a little boy. A day we thought would never come. We hadn 't told our parents yet because we wanted to wait until the first trimester was over. With our history we did not want to speak too soon. Now that we had conformation that our son is perfectly healthy, we were ready to let the world know.
Sarah was a 35-year-old woman who had a child more than 14 months ago. However, when Sarah was 19 years old she actually had an abortion which she kept a secret because she didn't want people to look at her negatively. During her whole process of delivering her new baby, she had these negative pictures going on in her mind in dealing with the abortion. Because of this, during her pregnancy she had frequent bleeding and her water broke 3 days before the baby was due to be born. Sarah reported that it took more than a year for her to bond with her child. This was due to the birth experience where she felt very frightened and she kept reliving the fact that she felt helpless when she was 19 when she had the abortion.
I told my boyfriend who was the captain of our football team three weeks after I found out, about the pregnancy. ?What?? He yelled out in surprise, with his six feet four inches, two hundred and ten pounds body shaking from fear. ?We can work through this baby? I told him, trying to soothe his spirit. I remembered Jake and I always being happy, we were the perfect couple. I thought I knew him but with the condition I was in he proved me wrong. ?I love you and with this love we will conquer anything that becomes an obstacle,? he once told me. This situation on the other hand was different. He had dreams, and with so much potential, the last thing Jak...
I got up, dressed myself, and didn't bother putting any make-up on because I knew I would probably be crying. We went into the doctor's office and found out that I was a little over three months pregnant. When the nurse said those seven words, I started to cry. I looked over at my mom and she had tears in her eyes. I didn't know what to think. I wanted it to be a dream, that I would wake up from and everything would be okay. We then listened to the heartbeat, which was really fast. It was really neat and it made us cry some more. The nurses asked me a whole bunch of questions, gave me on some prenatal pills to sample, and then told me to schedule an appointment to come back sometime next week. They acted like it was no big deal. Well, it was, didn't they realize that I was only seventeen years old, a senior, and not even out of high school yet. I could no longer be the carefree cheerleader, who had fun with her friends every weekend, and played beach volleyball at her cousin's house. Now I was going to have a baby of my own, a little person that would be totally dependent on me. I was really scared; I didn't know what I was going to do.
...e of joy we get from a child, or little brother, is so great that as a parent, one should in fact owe them our love, care and protection. In fact even that might not be enough, a child’s happiness is priceless. That’s why parents, and older brother, say that that the child means the world to them.
After what seemed like an eternity of pushing, sweating, and pain I was able to give birth to my son. My entire labor lasted about twelve hours, but to me it seemed like a life time. The pain I experienced was well worth it, because I was able to give life to another person. After all that I had experienced for those long nine months many people have asked if I would do it again. My reply to all who have asked me is, “of course I would, in a heart beat.
i was moody then ever just being tired of being fat and wanting her here already.Being in the third trimester was one of the worst. going thru the false labors and then i had braxton hick which felt like some was stabbing me. i couldnt deal with it anymore.Before i knew it i was asleep in the daytime and i had these strong pains. i got my babys father up and told him we had to go to the hospital , once we arrived they got me into the room and checked if i was dialated . they looked at me and told me no your baby isnt coming today . i was only two centimeters , so i had to go back home. when i got home it was already dark out i did some walking to ease the pain. I went to sleep fine but ended up waking up in the middle of the night with some more pains but i told myself they were just braxton hicks.i got up to take a shower once i got out i layed down but the pains got worst. My babys dad got me up and told me lets go we arrived at the hospital and they checked me and i was dialted to six. i had to wait in the trauma room until a room was open for me. i was in so much pain i couldnt stop crying. i told them i wanted pain medicine so they gave me some but that still didnt help. they finally had got me into a room i was still crying and in pain. I asked them for the epidural so they gave it to me. the epidural did work but not so much. i started to hyperventilate which was not good because i started to bring down my daughers
When I was in my adolescences I did an immense amount of changing and growing. During this period in my life many things changed, such as, my appearance, body, feelings, friends, and my self-confidence. I was forming myself through the experiences I had. I made many choices in my adolescences that shaped me into who I am today.