It was a cold December morning in 2005, I woke up getting ready for high school like I did every morning. This morning was very different though and my life changed forever. As I ironed my clothes that I planned to wear that day, I blacked out. My mother happened to be talking to me at the time and it scared her very much. She said, “My facial expression just changed and I fell with the iron still in my hand”. Thankfully, I did not burn or hurt myself when I fell. I was not out for a long period of time. When I came too I did not know I had passed out all I knew was my mom had this worried look on her face. She asked me if I was okay and told her yes. I knew something was wrong, I was no longer standing at the ironing board I was getting up off the floor. Of course, my mother did not take me to school that morning she took me to the hospital. At the end of the ER visit I was sixteen and pregnant.
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I had some very hard decisions to make and a lot to think about concerning my future. My mother did not want me to keep the baby. She knew it would change my life and she did not want me to go through the struggles of being a teenage mother. In the end the decision to keep or get rid of the baby was my choice and I know I made the right choice to keep him. My older brothers tried to talk me out of the decision but I stood firm. My mother accepted my choice and supported my
I had some very hard decisions to make and a lot to think about concerning my future. My mother did not want me to keep the baby. She knew it would change my life and she did not want me to go through the struggles of being a teenage mother. In the end the decision to keep or get rid of the baby was my choice and I know I made the right choice to keep him. My older brothers tried to talk me out of the decision but I stood firm. My mother accepted my choice and supported my