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Being a seventeen year old mother of two beautiful babies has taught me so many new things and also made me mature a lot faster. I have a 1 ½ year old little prince and a 3 week old little princess. We still live at home with my dad and two sisters. I just started my senior year I Cal-Safe and I will be finishing next month. Very proud to say that I have two kids and graduating with a diploma. Growing up I lived with my Aunt and Uncle, They gave my parents a chance to get back on their feet to raise us. My sisters and I lived with them for 3 years. Before then we lived in Mexico and were poor, we had no electricity and water. My Family would send us food every now and then to help my parents out with six of their kids. …show more content…
Within the first month of high school I had met my high school love, he ended up being a senior. Although we had an age gap it didn’t stop me from talking to him or developing feelings, I thought I was to young to fall for him because I was 14 when I met him. We started talking to each other for months and once I turned 15 we made it official. Ever since then it has always been just me an him. After he graduated high school I went into my sophomore year being a loner, after a month of school I find out I was 2 months pregnant with our first son. We were still in the beginning of our relationship, even though it was love at first sight for me, my boyfriend was still developing feelings for me. We weren’t ready for a baby. It was so hard to tell my father because he knew the age gap me and my boyfriend had, I knew how bad it would hurt and disappoint him. I Thought it was nothing, when I found out I was happy but in reality I had no idea what was coming my way. I thought I was grown and thought it would be an easy job being a mother at a young age. I was so in love with my boyfriend and didn’t care if I started a life early with him. Once my baby boy came I had no choice but to grow up and be responsible, Since the Day he was born I Have done everything and anything I can possibly do to make him happy and make sure he has everything he needs. My boyfriend and I have been in a relationship for almost three

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