I became pregnant at 18 and a mother at 19.
Scared and filled with fear.
Fear of our future.
The life inside me growing daily.
But worries filled my space.
A boy the nurse told me.
Happy and sad.
Would I be left alone to raise him?
A boy needs his father.
To teach him life.
A mother’s love is sometimes not enough.
It was meant to be a mother and father.
But life has a way of creating a new norm.
A teen mother figuring out this new life.
My water broke.
He was birthed into this world.
And I was birthed into motherhood.
Seeing his tiny little face.
Made it all worth it.