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Most 16 year old’s were going out with friends getting drunk, Sleeping around and doing A levels, me on the other hand, I had always been a loner and I rarely ever did them thing’s. When I was 15 I joined up to lots of sites on Bebo to find young men One day I was just randomly clicking smile at there pictures until one replied. Hi I thought you were sexy, so I added you, I hope you don’t mind’ Cheesy bugger.
Anyway after 7 months of talking we finally met up in June 2009. it was love. I know everyone will think I was just 15 and he was 18, but I had never had anything like that before, he was my first and only boyfriend and the only person who ever cared properly for me. A year and a half later while I was studying art at college and he was travelling to see me every few weeks, since he lived in Coventry and I lived in Yorkshire. I started getting this need for something else, I had never been good at school or college and felt there was something missing. A baby was missing.
After lots and lots of persuading, and I am ashamed that I did push him into it too early, we finally started trying. It was August and I had been being sick every morning for two weeks, I didn’t know what was going on, I soon started to realize maybe I was pregnant. We were going on a holiday at Wales with his family,we decided that night to go to Tesco and get a test, I did it in the loo’s and he took it off me as I walked back to the car.
He looked at me in shock! I WAS PREGNANT.
Through the pregnancy he got less and less close to me. We started drifting apart and I knew it was my fault. On April 21st 2011 I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, 8lb 8oz at the age of 17. After the birth I straight away started suffering with depression, I had always had this but never this bad. A month of her being here, me and her dad spilt for four months. We did eventually get back together but doing that I lost my family. I was so alone, His family were always there for me though and guided me through it.
My daughter is now 15 months and I love her more than words, she is the light in my life. She is also her dad’s favorite person and he wouldn’t change a thing. I don’t like the words ‘ Young mum’ Or ‘Teen Mum’ I’m very grown up for my age and I’m proud of my self for that and I personally feel any mom can be a good mom as long as she grows up and has the support. I’m glad I had her, as much as I struggled and losing my family and friends along the way, it show’s they were never truly there for me and right now I wouldn’t change a thing. I’m proud to have made such a big choice at such a young age, I’m proud to be a mother.
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