Narrative Essay On Becoming A Mother

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As I grew older, I never imagined becoming a mother at such a young age. When I was a child, I dreamed of finishing school, and going through all the motions that a young woman should, and of course, that involved attending prom, graduation, and college. When I was just seventeen years old, I found out that I was going to have a baby. So many things ran through my mind. It was very hard for me to process the fact that I will be responsible for another life. I felt that I still had so much growing up to do, so much to learn, and so much to accomplish. I thought I would be able to attain many basic things before becoming a mother. It was extremely frightening and a great deal to take in for a young woman, so I began to process the fact that …show more content…
I was not very close to my family because I did not approve of the way they lived their lives, furthermore, I did not feel that I was being introduced to anything positive or constructive. My Mother wasn’t a very emotional or loving person, nonetheless, gave a concern towards mine or my siblings’ education. Based on how I was raised, I was motivated to provide a better influence, a better life for me and my child. I had no idea where to start, since I had no experience with raising a baby or knowing what it is like to be loved the way a child should be loved. How will I give this to a child if I don’t know what it feels …show more content…
I developed a terrible kidney infection that required hospitalization. I was going into pre term labor at 24 weeks’ gestation. The doctors were able to get things under control and stop the labor. I was able leave the hospital after about a week’s stay. When I came home I was getting better and felt just fine. About a month later, I started to get ill again with another kidney infection. I commenced to go into labor again. When I went to the hospital my doctor was very concerned and admitted me into the hospital at six months pregnant. The doctor said that I will remain in the hospital on bedrest until my babies were delivered. This was very tough for me, I was working and trying to prepare to become an adult and mother all at the same time. I felt that with the pregnancy complications, some of my plans came to a halt and I was no longer able to work. Fortunately, my sister still helped me and allowed me to stay with her when my babies were born. This was a huge relief for me because she allowed me to focus on me and my two baby’s health. When I first got pregnant I weighed one hundred pounds. As I got further into my pregnancy I grew in such a cute way because I only gained belly weight. I looked as if I had a basketball in my tummy. I was so big, I was unable to stand without stumbling and I was unable to see my feet. My babies were growing healthy and my doctor had my preterm labor under control. My

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