Personal Narrative: Working At Home

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I had just got my life together. I had been out of work for over a year and as the recession got worse and worse finding a job was more than impossible for a 19 year old female, which had had a rough work ethic and had no certificates of any value. But then I found it, the job of my dreams being an elderly caregiver, I put my everything into the interview and struck pot luck and got the job.

My partner and I had agreed to stay living at home so we could save all the money possible for the house of our dreams. We were out all the time together with friends, drinking, meeting new friends, laughing, oblivious to the unplanned path that lay ahead.

My partner was away at the time, on a 4 wheel drive trip. I was only two days late for that
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I could write a whole page of the feelings I felt, sad, happy, disappointed, shocked..... The list can go on. I felt happy because I always had wanted to be a mother secretly but I didn 't think that it would happen this soon I didn 't want it to happen this soon. I texted Jed (my partner) and told him I needed to talk to him, but I ignored the many text 's and phone call 's I received back. I didn 't know what to say to him, I didn 't know how to tell him his life would change in the next year. I eventually plucked up the courage and answered one of his calls.... quietly, as I was aware that others might hear me and the last thing I needed was my parents to find out. I didn 't speak when I answered so Jed sat there on the other line asking 20 questions (we played this game a lot before), 'did someone die? ' 'Did you hurt yourself? ' and then he finally asked... well said...... "You’re not pregnant are you?" I let out a little squeak of a yes, and the phone went quiet. We didn 't really talk about it I just tried to talk to him and acknowledge his feelings; even though I knew nothing I said was getting through to him we eventually said our quick goodbyes and hung up. After that conversation, I put makeup on to hide up the puffy eyes from crying and went out to the kitchen for lunch. Dad came up to mum and me and waved a box in the air. "Who’s is this?" he …show more content…
If you knew me before getting pregnant, you would know that I was the last person on earth who was 'child friendly ' I used to say things like people shouldn 't have kids, kids are annoying and so on. Teen pregnancy was something I was strongly against, but now although I still don 't support it and think children shouldn 't be going around getting pregnant, I have a different view on it, because it has happened to me, and for you to really understand something it has to happen to you first.
I think these comments I made about kids before getting pregnant was a big cover up of what I really thought of kids, I really thought they were awesome creations and a gift from god that should be cherished. I don 't know what kind of mother I will make or how I can teach this child to be better than me but I do know that every morning as I wake up with a thump thump thump on my tummy and an obvious demand for food, I can 't help but smile and thank god for changing my life, I wouldn 't have it any other way

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