its been a year since I found out I was pregnant, I was 18 years old. Growing up the thought of having a baby was beautiful, I always wondered what my kids would look like, I was excited to have a family, I have ALWAYS wanted to be a mom and love my child.

But here’s the thing, the picture perfect life you think of isn’t always the case. I don’t have the “family” I wanted. Her dad is not in the picture, so it’s just me and her. Which is perfectly fine. Yes it’s my fault for not picking the best man I could to father my child, but it’s his fault he’s missing out.

I’ve always worked, I couldn’t stand not having my own money. When I found out I was pregnant I switched jobs.. which was a bad idea and the new job did not work out. So I decided to take off. I was 18 and still living at home so I had no bills. I had my baby 3 months ago and finding a job has been really difficult, but I’m doing the best I can.

I always thought I would be in my own place when I had my baby.. that is definitely not the case. I also thought I’d have a nice car.. but instead of saving for that I have to save for my baby.

I had NO idea how much my body was gonna change. I didn’t live my teenage years and once I got legal age to do more things I had gotten pregnant. The thought of going out and doing what I want is something I crave.. but the thing is, I have a child that I’m responsible for so it’s not my life anymore it’s my baby’s.

I am now 19, and it’s been a year since I took that test in a gas station bathroom. As soon as the results popped up I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I was beyond excited, but after that pure fear of telling my family came across me. I will say that I am so blessed my family was so supportive, I am so thankful how much they help out ❤️ life is great and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.