Society says, “Every pregnancy is a happy pregnancy.” Unfortunately, this statement is not true to all of us. Through my experience it was an emotional roller coaster. It was an unexpected surprise that had my world feeling like it was crashing down at the age of sixteen. It was the end of my outgoing childhood, or so I thought. The blank stare of shock came upon my pale face when discovering I was pregnant. My emotions, then lead me to believe that I would be struggling with two low income jobs to support a child by myself. I knew right then that over the period of nine months I would have to make the most critical decisions of my life of whether I would keep my daughter or give her up for adoption. The memory of when I discovered my pregnancy
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The guilt had my stomach knotting up because I knew I had disappointed my parents. My pale face was now red as the warm tears was flowing down my cheeks. My mother had a look of confusion and worriedness on her face as she asked the question that I never thought I would hear at the age of sixteen, “what are your plans now?” At that moment, I was faced with the decision of whether I would give my child up for adoption or keep and raise my child. The flashback of sadness suddenly took over as I remember that my unborn child’s father just left me two weeks ago to be with a dark skin athletic woman that he cheated on me with. Anxiety then filled my face, as I pondered through the thought that not only did I have a fatherless unborn child, but I also had to tell my father. The thought of breaking my father’s heart on his birthday was unbearable, as I begin to beg my mother not to tell him …show more content…
My mother and I rode to his house to tell him the news that I was pregnant and had decided to keep my child. I sat in the car crying and my heart felt like it had sank into an empty hole in my stomach. I felt scared and disappointed as we pulled up in the yard to meet my dad, but before I could even get out the car to tell him he says, “I already know, a father knows his child” The muscled aggressive man I grew up around turned fragile with worry in his eyes. He then reached for me without saying a word and held me close as we both cried for several hours. The tightness of his arms was a relief that I had a father that cared enough to make sacrifices to help me through my pregnancy and raising a child rather then throw me away to defend for myself.
My first pregnancy was far from happy. However, it was a life lesson. As a teenager I thought my life was over, but I soon discovered my life was just beginning. I discovered happiness doesn’t have to come to you right away. Sometimes it takes discovering yourself and taking chances to make happiness out of a bad situation. My happiness came with the choice to keep my daughter. The blank stare of shock was turned into laughter and joy for a lifetime. It’s an experience that I’m thankful for
The guilt had my stomach knotting up because I knew I had disappointed my parents. My pale face was now red as the warm tears was flowing down my cheeks. My mother had a look of confusion and worriedness on her face as she asked the question that I never thought I would hear at the age of sixteen, “what are your plans now?” At that moment, I was faced with the decision of whether I would give my child up for adoption or keep and raise my child. The flashback of sadness suddenly took over as I remember that my unborn child’s father just left me two weeks ago to be with a dark skin athletic woman that he cheated on me with. Anxiety then filled my face, as I pondered through the thought that not only did I have a fatherless unborn child, but I also had to tell my father. The thought of breaking my father’s heart on his birthday was unbearable, as I begin to beg my mother not to tell him …show more content…
My mother and I rode to his house to tell him the news that I was pregnant and had decided to keep my child. I sat in the car crying and my heart felt like it had sank into an empty hole in my stomach. I felt scared and disappointed as we pulled up in the yard to meet my dad, but before I could even get out the car to tell him he says, “I already know, a father knows his child” The muscled aggressive man I grew up around turned fragile with worry in his eyes. He then reached for me without saying a word and held me close as we both cried for several hours. The tightness of his arms was a relief that I had a father that cared enough to make sacrifices to help me through my pregnancy and raising a child rather then throw me away to defend for myself.
My first pregnancy was far from happy. However, it was a life lesson. As a teenager I thought my life was over, but I soon discovered my life was just beginning. I discovered happiness doesn’t have to come to you right away. Sometimes it takes discovering yourself and taking chances to make happiness out of a bad situation. My happiness came with the choice to keep my daughter. The blank stare of shock was turned into laughter and joy for a lifetime. It’s an experience that I’m thankful for