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Having my childhood took away from me was a very tough especially when I was just a child myself expecting a child. Expecting is very scary no matter the age. Expecting is suppose too be a happy time for the mother and family members. No one was happy when I found out I was expecting. When I was twelve years old I was raped in the middle of the night in my bedroom by my soon-to-be stepbrother. He threatened to take my life if I told anyone. Before it happened I was a normal girl. I played softball, did cheer, grew up in a very strict house, and was always hanging out with friends. My life changed on April 14th, 2011. I went to the doctor for a rash that had broken out all over my body and I had to pee in a cup. I was positive for being pregnant.
She always slept through the night, never cried, never got sick, and always the happiest baby. Things got easier along the way and my family helped me out as much as they can. I knew I did not want to be another statics that everyone makes out that ruins the world. I wanted to change the world and prove to single teenage moms that there is nothing stopping them. My daughter has always motivated me to do much more in life. She is the one that keeps me going. I had graduated high school at age sixteen with scholarships and honors all while being a single mother and having a social and dating life. I am so blessed in life and whatever I do is for my sassy daughter. I try to be the best mother I can possibly be and I fail daily but my daughter is so happy all the time and I know I am doing something right. Every day when I come home she comes running to me wanting a hug and when I am having a bad day and think about giving up and come home to that I know that I cannot because I am doing it for her and me. I am raising her to know that she does not have to depend on a man for everything and that is beautiful and perfect and not to listen to society on how to be perfect. She is four years old now and is a little lady. She makes every day fun and adventurous. I hope that I can be the best for her and she see’s that and knows how hard I work for her to have the best life. I love that little girl with my whole heart. I hope I will be the cool mom but without the mom
Of course, as any other young girl, I didn’t really know what real pain was. I mean the type of pain when losing someone, more specifically, having someone taken away from you. I remember everything like it had just happened this morning. Long story short, I had my dad pulled away from my arms due to immigration issues. I wasn’t easy going through that. I had to go to school with a smile on my face and let no one know what had just happened. Up to this day, I get choked up just thinking about it. It wasn’t easy then, and it's still not easy today. With all the pain going around, I never stopped to realize I wasn’t the only one who had experienced that. As I got older, I became aware that many of my fellow classmates had the same thing done to them, sometimes even worse.
After almost year of watching me struggle he insisted that I talk to my doctor. I went to her and spent an hour crying, telling her everything that had happened in the last year, she hugged me and assured me that there was nothing wrong with me, just something a little unbalanced inside me and that we were going to work together to fix it.
Firstly, I am a Bay Area native, daughter, friend and sister who deeply cares and thrives off my passion and the connections I make with the people around me. This passion towards the connections and impact I make with people and for people stems from growing up with two sets of relatives, one biological and one adopted. Due to being adopted, by parents sent me to a girls adoption group where I met other girl’s my age and was able to find support for not only talking about my adoption, but dealing with internal and external struggles by obtaining tools to better deal with hardships and to communicate with others. I can honestly say that I am a better person because of the support of the group and I feel that it is a big part of the person
I was afraid of making the same mistakes as my parents, family members, and peers. I wanted more than my life to result in teen pregnancy. For my family teen pregnancy meant giving up on your dreams, education and freedom. Although my family was the only people surrounding me I believed in a life free from these barriers. Not having anyone to look up to, I weighed a lot of pressure myself to be different. The reminder of my race and family background played a major role in my insecurities of being successful. The lack of diversity in my community inspired me to be more than the person that everyone is expected me to be. Once I begun dancing a world of multiple opportunities were awarded to me and I knew that dancing was going to make me into
At first, I had a hard time trying to find an older person to interview, because I did not want to interview my family since I’ve lived with them my whole life. While I was getting ready to interview my friend’s parent, I started reading the questions to myself, and I realized that I do not know the answer to them if I ask my parents. I chose to interview my mother because I have never sat down with her and have a serious deep conversation with her. I realized that I am closer to her than my father, but I’m not as close as I thought I was with her, and it broke my heart when I finally realized that. At the age she is, I finally realized that I have been taking advantage of her and I refused to live this way with her. This interview was emotional for both of us, and it also brought us closer to each other. I am so grateful and happy I did this interview with her.
Ever since I was a little girl I always wanted my life to be like the ones in movies, but sadly it was not. Having one parent wasn't easy, but my dad did his best to be a great father. My parents separated when I was 7 years old and that was when my childhood changed. Growing up with no mother was difficult, in fact, I felt left out when I would be around my friends because they had both of their parents and did family things together and I didn't. It was very depressing for me because I felt like I was different from everyone else. I also felt like I couldn't do anything or go far with my future goals because I didn't get much support like others did. I never found it easy, but I’m glad I had a father that stood by my side through thick and
It was August 25, 2006 and I just received the news that I was going to have a baby. At that moment so many thoughts ran through my mind. I was extremely nervous and terr...
A new year had just arrived. I can still picture January in my mind, the mood was sullen and dark, I could feel the cold reaching my bones, but now I know that was the best feeling I‘d ever had. I had only a few weeks left to start college, which had been my dream since I can remember. My dad had already paid for my tuition, I was so exited I had promised to do my best. Then, I realized there was an obstacle in my way. I knew I needed to make a decision on whether or not keeping my pregnancy, it sounds rough, but it was definitive. I did not want to miss school, so I was definitely not taking this to the last term. I just could not think of myself being prostrated in bed for so long, as an impediment to start school. Never, nothing would make me give up on my dreams, and that was another promise I had made to myself.
When I found out I was pregnant I could never have imagined how hard my life was going to be as a teen mom. I remember my dad sitting me down and telling me he respected my decision to keep my daughter, but that I had no idea how hard I just made my life, I don’t think that in that moment I really realized what he meant, but I would soon find out. I was just starting my 11th grade year when my daughter was born so I still had two years of school left. I also had to work so I could take care of my daughter, so trying to do both seemed impossible, at one point my school wanted me to go to school during the day and at night so I could graduate. There was no way I could work and go to school during the day and at night. I had to think long and hard about what I needed to do, my daughter and I needed to be able to survive so I definitely needed my job, so I did
I had prepared myself for forty weeks, but this impatient lady right here is forty weeks, six days,
She always had smile on her face and she would always see the good in people, no matter how they treated her she would always consider them as her friend. I tried several times to tell her not everyone was her and that she needed to be careful, I guess as mother I was only trying to protect her feeling, but, I guess that was her calling as an angel. When my daughter graduated from the eight grade to go into the ninth grade in High School, together we made lots of plans she was anticipating on getting her driver’s license trying out for the dance team and just attending high school itself was the most exciting event in her life, me on the other hand I was nervous about the ideal that my baby was growing up. It was in August 1994 that I took my daughters for their yearly physicals’ before returning back to school.
Research tells us--not that it is a surprise--there is a difference between the outcomes of a planned and wanted pregnancy compared to a mistimed or unwanted pregnancy. Specifically, many of those studies examine the risky behaviors and adverse experiences that are more common among women with mistimed pregnancies compared to those that are most common among women whose pregnancies were described as unwanted.
The death of a child is the most devastating loss a parent can ever experience. When a parent losses a child, something in the parents die too. The loss not only destroys the parents’, but also leaves an emptiness that can never be filled. The expectations and hopes of a future together are all just a dream now. Burying your child defies the natural order of life events: parents are not supposed to bury their children, children are supposed to bury their parents. Their life is forever changed and will never be the same. The parent not only mourns the loss of the child, but also mourns the loss of their child’s future. Parents will often visualize what their child could have been when they grew up or think about all the potential they had.
High school years are supposed to be a time for fun and exciting events in every adolescent's life. There are parties, ball games, and local after school hangout joints where we can meet. All combined to making high school the most memorable years of any teenage girl?s life. However, my experience in high school took an uneventful turn in tenth grade. My carefree ways had to end and a new wave of responsibility was presented to me. I found out that I was two months pregnant. My thoughts tugged at my conscience, how was I to tell the father of my unborn child? Would my mother support my decision? I had to forget about my partying ways and hanging with my friends. My freedom days of coming and going were about to be over and I quickly became the girl about whom everyone was talking.
Child Birth can be a beautiful, yet unimaginable experience any mother and family member can encounter. It is a process of emotional and social involvements that make-up a natural human being. The familiarity of childbirth can play an important role in life for every individual, especially the mothers who are in labor or in delivery. Each moment during labor will become memories for the mothers to share with their grown up child in the future. Childbirth is a breath taking experience that can change someone’s life forever. The process of childbirth does not occur in a blink of an eye; in fact, it is more of a procedure that may take a few steps. Some mothers during labor, experience a severe amount of pain that medication can control and some