“Maria called to talk to you today my mom said when I just walked into the house. “Maria who” I asked my mom, “Do you not remember her, my aunt that lives in Massachusetts.” Explained my mom “Oh yeah! What did she say” I ask, “She said that you got the babysitting job!” said my mom. “Yay “ I scream jumping up and downing. “For how long did she say I will get to stay there and when do I leave” I asked “She said she will need help for the whole summer so you will leave right away when school ends” answered mom That summer changed me into a better person.
I didn’t know how she was going to react. We found out that she already suspected as well and wanted to see me after we got back. So, when we got home my boyfriend’s mother Jendie came and got me from my house. I had previously texted my boyfriend when our moms were on the phone to let him know she wasn’t mad at all and he could relax a little bit. Everyone got their shock of the news and seemed happy that
Mama was really upset with me. I ran across this long road and there were cars coming at me, but I just closed my eyes and ran really, really fast. It was so much fun! When mama finally found me, she was crying but told me she was glad I was okay and to never scare her like that again. I just wanted to be outside, I didn 't mean to scare mama.
All dad can thought about is me getting my first deer? He had never been so happy in his life that I was going hunting with him. How was he going to feel if he isn’t with me when I got one? But as we started moving I started to
We were frequently relocating from house to house and I could never permanently call a place “my home.” I had to share a room with my brother and sister and every morning, at six o’clock I woke up to do chores. I was constantly cleaning the bathroom, washing the dishes and folding clothes and at school, no matter how hard I tried, I struggled to understand the teachers. People regularly asked where my mother was, which made question if she was ever coming back for me. Every Thursdays, my siblings and I each had at least ten minutes to speak with her and when it was my turn, I heard her peaceful voice, almost as if she was right next to me. Just when I thought I lost hope, she would say she was coming soon, but when time ran out, all my feelings of hopelessness came back.
My mom worked a lot of overtime hours to support our family as my dad’s business did not always provide for us. Occasionally, my dad would sleep in a different room in the house. One day shortly after the end of my fourth grade year, when what was to be a summer to remember, my mom broke the news to me and my brother. It had ended. Mom and dad were getting divorced.
I was young and thought “it could never happen to me” and it did. As soon as the results came back I was terrified. How could this happen to me? I didn’t want this to happen. I went to my first baby appointment.
My parents were fighting all the time. It was weird seeing them fight so much because they never did. I could tell something was going on but I decided to keep quiet because it was not my place to interject. So I carried on and hoped they would work out whatever was going on. I continued to go to Emma's everyday since we had so much time off.
My mother knew that that day she was gonna have me, but she wanted to go through with the conference just to get it over with. The teacher that was giving them the conference knew that she was in pain mid way of the meeting and that's when she said that she was gonna go. After that my parents rushed to the hospital alone. I was the fourth, and last child to be born. At the time my oldest brother was 14, then sister was 12, and then my other brother was 9.
It became even more real in knowing that we would get to meet you after a few more months of pregnancy. Every time your momma would move a certain way I could only imagine you being rocked to sleep inside her as you were cuddled up with a big smile. It was so cool to see pregnancy again and how your momma knows so much about it. We decided to not find out the gender until you