I am 22 years old and pregnant with my first child. I’ve been told a million times that I am ” young” and it’s going to be a struggle mentally and financially. Which, I am sure it is, but it wouldn’t be any different if I was 32. I’ve wanted to be a mother my entire life. I would sacrifice anything and everything to be able to provide a good life for my children. A happy child isn’t one who has the most toys or the best name brand clothes. It’s the ones who have a loving family, someone in their corner no matter what. I will go back to school and finish my degree so that I will be able to give my child luxuries that I never had.. While money may be tight and we may not be able to buy every new gadget on the market , love will be abundant. That’s is what’s important to me. Honestly, I would be delighted if my child didn’t know the difference in a fancy name brand or something from Walmart. That’s what I strive for as a mother. The tag on your clothes or name on your gadget has no bearing on you whatsoever . I want the kind of child that will grow up to be a good person. That’s all. Honest, dependable, loving, and someone who gets more from giving than getting. I want to give it siblings and a happy family that doesn’t care of he/she grows up to be a doctor or a waiter. If they’re happy, I’m happy.
Ah, it’s good to be back.