I’m not even sure where to start, I believe i have always had a motherly instinct to me. I have helped raise some of my nieces and nephews and i treat them as if they were my own. I have been this way ever since i was a little girl.

I have been talking about wanting a baby for over three years now, and when i turned 19, i has began trying for one. My boyfriend, was on board and we had began trying for a baby. When i mentioned it to my family, i was never-supported. I was shot down and told that a baby would ruin my life and that i couldn’t have a child now because i was basically still a child.

It was confusing and although it seemed minor, and not a big deal: to me it was. My family would always say that i was fit to be a mother, and i would be such a good one at that. If i ever got pregnant they would be there to support me with their arms wide open! And your family should be the people who support you the most! Needless to say i was butthurt.

Eventually, i did get pregnant!

And i was so excited, i had fun finally got what i had prayed for. I finally was going to be a mom, and i couldn’t have been more happy. But it all changed in a blink of an eye.

I had told my family and they immediately shut me down. They told me that i needed to get an abortion because i wasn’t ready to be a mom. (See the irony) They said i was going to ruin my life.

My eldest brother stopped speaking to me, my sister had refused to help me with my pregnancy. My mom had told me that she didn’t want me in the house if i was going to keep the baby. I wasn’t able to spend time with my eldest niece because her mom (my sister in law) thought i was going to talk her into getting pregnant! Like what? I actually laughed when i found that out.

I had spent a horrible first month, and i decided that i was going to keep the baby. She had no fault in this, i felt heartbroken. I moved in with my boyfriend, and his family had shown us the support my own family lacked. My mom eventually came around but i still wasn’t allowed to move back. My sisters also came around.

My brother started talking to me again around my third trimester, but he still holds my pregnancy against me.

I still suffer from their lack of support, and i think it’s because of my age. But i now keep my distance and put all my focus and attention to my baby. I will always support her and will always have her back. She’s the reason i work so hard everyday.

I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl, Adaline, January 15, 2018. And she has been the biggest blessing i have ever gotten. My little family is the best thing i could have ever asked for, they were the answer to the prayers I have always asked for.

I know this rant is long but I’m just hoping that if there are other young moms out there they read this and push forward. Not everyone will support you but keep pushing forward because the reward in the end is better than anything you could ever imagine.

Much love💗