My Bio
I know that when I posted that I was a 22 year old mother of two boys, aged five and nine months, some people were shocked at my young age. (understandable!) So I’ve decided to write a short bio about becoming pregnant at such a young age.
At the age of seventeen I had my first son. I was going to high school and became pregnant with my boyfriends baby. My mom eventually found out when I was three months pregnant by just asking me. (she says she just “had that feeling”) Right away she wanted me to get an abortion, but at three months pregnant abortion is out of the question not to mention that was not even an option to me. (Something I would never had done anyway) I continued attending school and had to tell my school councellor. (who also happened to be one of my teachers) She in turn notified my other teachers. I started becoming very self concious of my ever growing belly and ever tried hiding it at school by wearing baggy clothes. Of course it became obvious and I couldn’t hide it anymore. I never recieved any negative comments from my peers. (at least not that I know of) The worst I had to deal with was stares from fellow students. I remember walking into the girls bathroom and these two girls that were in there were like “Oh my god, your pregnant! Aw, can we touch your belly?” My mom was beginning to get excited. (she was mortified at first, and I’m guessing a little disappointed)
The the worst thing imaginable happened in my life, at almost eight months pregnant, my baby’s father commited suicide. I was grief stricken, to say the least, and had so many emotions going on I thought I was going to go crazy. I had a lot of questions too about his death, the primary one being why, but that’s the thing about suicide, the why is always there.
I took a week off school, returned for a few weeks then took my last month off before I was due. On March 20th, 2003, I had my beautiful baby boy weighing in at nine pounds fifteen ounces! (I only weighed 100 pounds post baby!) I returned to school when he was a month old and I was very lucky to just happen to attend a school who had a daycare literally a two minute walk away. I would get get up in the morning, get baby ready, and then walk to the bus-stop. The bus was always difficult because I had to take him out and open up the storage compartment of the bus, fold up the stroller, put it in, then try to find a spot on the bus where I could fit me and my baby in the carseat. Going home was extra difficult because I had to switch to another bus at a different high school.
My son was breast-fed only so I often had to leave class to feed him. My teachers were informed of this and let me leave whenever I felt I had to.
I fell behind in school, yet continued to go everyday, and I finally graduated in 2005, when I was 19. ( I was the oldest in high school!) My son’s family on his father’s side visited every once in awhile, but not often enough, since both parents have substance abuse issues.
I was able to get on income assistance and moved out of my moms house and into a basement suite when my son was almost a year old. ( As I continued school.)
When my son was almost two, (and after I finished school) I moved to a new place. It was just after my sons second birthday that I met my current boyfriend. I fell in love with him right away, partly because I saw how he interacted with my son, he fell into the “father” roll so naturally. He treated him with love, and just like he was his own son.
Today we two beautiful sons! (I must add that my second was planned!) I am as happy as ever, and even though I started my family young, I don’t see myself any different than older moms.
Now this bio about myself really missed a whole lot of information but I feel if I was going to write everything I could be here for days! Although I’m a stay-at-home mom for the time being I’m trying to decide whether to go back to school to become a teacher or open up my own home-based business. If anyone has any questions feel free to ask! 
