Personal Narrative: My Life As A Young Mother

I have had a lot of memorable events in my life, but having to be a really young mom at the age of 22, with three children has had to be one of my most memorable one. To some people being a parent maybe easy or say it’s easy, but I have been through so much, starting with my first pregnancy at the age 14. Here is how it has been for me as a young mom at the age of 22.

When I first found out I was pregnant I was only 14 years old, I remember sitting at the doctor’s office with my mom waiting for the doctor to comeback in the office. When she finally walks in, the first thing she says to me and my mom is, "looks like you’re going to be a mom," I couldn’t believe it. I was in shock, I didn’t know what to do or what to say, my mom had no words …show more content…
It had been a couple years later but it didn’t matter cause we loved each other and we were expecting another baby boy. For the second time were really excited. I was a little more excited for this one since the father of my kids was by my side this time around. My pregnancy was good my son was healthy I was happy, but all that changed once I had my son. Their father had decided that he wasn’t ready and didn’t want to be in my kids life for good. He left me and my kids, just grabbed his things and walked away, I was now a single mom of two, so that just made me want to better myself because I was the one that had to do provide for my kids and watch over them. I was still going to school while having to hold down a steady job to be able to provide and on top of all that I was a mom and that was one of the hardest jobs of all. I didn’t have any time to do anything. I would go to school, after school, go to work, and from work go to straight home to my kids. I did stress I was going through a lot since I had my hands full, but I wasn’t letting anything bring me down anymore and what really helped me get by day by day wasn’t only my kids but the big support and help I was getting from my parents.They helped me get through some pretty rough times and situations with my kids. I eventually ended up meeting another guy his name was Jose, we had met through my brother, he was the nicest guy and sweetest. This guy was treating me like I’ve always wanted to treated but most importantly he was ok with me having my two kids, excepted me for myself and my kids, he loved my kids like his own, and my kids loved him and saw him like their dad. We eventually decided to move in together and be family. I and Jose later on