Becoming A Parent Well I wanna start off by saying. Becoming a parent for me was pretty scary but at the same time it helped me become a better person and I changed for the better. Be for I had my daughter Za’nyah I was headed down the wrong path. I was doing things I know I shouldn’t have done. Everyday I thank god for putting my little princess in my life.
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.
We struggle thru many years and when it was time for me to go to college my mom could not afford to pay for me to attend so I decided I would work and pay my own way. Working two jobs and going to college was not easy but I was managing. After a
My pregnancy was one of the best times of my life. I always dreamed dreamt of becoming a mother and having a houseful of children. I especially always wanted to have a little girl. On April 20, 2010, my dream came true . A day I will always remember is August 20, 2009.
1. I am losing myself! When a woman decides to become a mother she experiences a whole new change in herself. In the process from nine months to nurturing the child, she somewhere sees losing herself. From an independent and single person, now she becomes a responsible mother.
It was a very hard time for us considering my father didn 't want to have anything to do with us. The first week I was born he put off coming to see me, then he just left and my mom never heard from him again. It did get better though my mom put me in 2
I can still remember like it was yesterday the day my son was born. The feelings leading up to the day he was born were the most nerve racking days of my life. On August 27th 2015 me and my wife sat at home expecting the our son any moment. My mother was also with us and was there to help us after the baby was born. As the day went by the house filed with boredom and the feeling of nervousness, and outside being gray and rainy I knew that it wasn 't a beach day.
When I was six-years-old, my mother had to leave for eight months, as to where she was going and why, I had no clue. I was forty-days-old when my father left me in the arms of my mother, under the care of my grandparents. I began to grow day after day, and while I was growing, pain was developing inside of me. Piece by piece, it built up a fire in my heart. As my mother was raising me, she was trying to teach me how to
A personal experience that has made a mark in my life was my parents getting divorced. I am the first child, but by the time it all happened I was 9 and had a little 2 year old baby sister. I had no clue what was going on at the time or what to even think was even going on. As a little girl I was always with my mom and eventually grew very close to her. I spent most of my time with my mom rather than my dad.