Personal Narrative: Becoming A Mother
Who would have thought that I'd become a mother at sixteen years old? I certainly did not. A lot changed from the time I found out I was pregnant, to the time I gave birth. I found out I was pregnant on a cold, snowy day. As scared as I had been, I knew that it was time to be responsible and make the best of my upcoming situation. Fifteen weeks had passed and, finally, I found out that my bundle of joy is, in fact, a girl! About five weeks later, I decided to go shopping for baby girl clothes, a crib, and a car seat. By that time, I had been twenty-five weeks along in my pregnancy, and I was ever so anxious to meet my daughter. Luckily, I had school and babysitting to distract me and help pass the time. Next thing that I knew, It was time for