My First Pregnancy
Personal Essay
February 14, 2014
My First Pregnancy I never knew the power of my own strength and what my mind and body is capable of going through until I experienced my first pregnancy. In January of 2010, one month after my twenty first birthday, I had found out news that would change my life forever. Feeling nauseated and not myself, I decided to take a pregnancy test at the doctors and discovered I was about three to four weeks pregnant. It was extremely difficult for me to even accept the thought of carrying an unborn child inside of me for nine months and more so becoming a mother terrified me. It was hard physically, financially, and also emotionally. Although I went through horrible “morning sickness”, from the very first day, up until I was four months, and although I was still very nervous about this whole situation, I had decided that I would keep my baby because I knew in my heart that I would tremendously regret not going through with my pregnancy.
Being a fresh twenty-one-year-old, I couldn’t go out to the bars and party, which at that age was important to me. I quickly learned that my child would be my priority for life. Seeing my baby’s father dig his own hole deeper and deeper into crime and drugs, it was all so overwhelming for myself to realize that there was a strong chance that I would end up being a single mother and that my child wouldn’t have a dad around like every child should. Despite my worries and heartaches, my family was extremely supportive and stayed by my side every step of those long, dragging nine months. My dad went with me to all my checkups and my mom was always there for me emotionally, making sure I was always doing well.
As my due date approached, my feelings and emotions turned positive and I could hardly wait to meet my little man. My healthy baby boy was born on his due date, October 21st, 2010. I named him Maui, after his ultrasound, which was shaped like the island. He weighed six
February 14, 2014
My First Pregnancy I never knew the power of my own strength and what my mind and body is capable of going through until I experienced my first pregnancy. In January of 2010, one month after my twenty first birthday, I had found out news that would change my life forever. Feeling nauseated and not myself, I decided to take a pregnancy test at the doctors and discovered I was about three to four weeks pregnant. It was extremely difficult for me to even accept the thought of carrying an unborn child inside of me for nine months and more so becoming a mother terrified me. It was hard physically, financially, and also emotionally. Although I went through horrible “morning sickness”, from the very first day, up until I was four months, and although I was still very nervous about this whole situation, I had decided that I would keep my baby because I knew in my heart that I would tremendously regret not going through with my pregnancy.
Being a fresh twenty-one-year-old, I couldn’t go out to the bars and party, which at that age was important to me. I quickly learned that my child would be my priority for life. Seeing my baby’s father dig his own hole deeper and deeper into crime and drugs, it was all so overwhelming for myself to realize that there was a strong chance that I would end up being a single mother and that my child wouldn’t have a dad around like every child should. Despite my worries and heartaches, my family was extremely supportive and stayed by my side every step of those long, dragging nine months. My dad went with me to all my checkups and my mom was always there for me emotionally, making sure I was always doing well.
As my due date approached, my feelings and emotions turned positive and I could hardly wait to meet my little man. My healthy baby boy was born on his due date, October 21st, 2010. I named him Maui, after his ultrasound, which was shaped like the island. He weighed six