I am a teen mom, well I was one I'm not a teenager anymore but I had my son when I was 17. I was doing grade 10 and I was so clueless about raising a child but I kept my baby I didn't terminate. I still ask myself why I never did, don't get me wrong I love my son but my life would've been much simpler had I terminated.
I had a normal pregnancy never even thought about having a child with inabilities. My boyfriend at the time was 2 years older than me and he was pleased that we going to have a child. So in my mind it was like okay atleast I won't be doing this alone, I'll have support from the father, i was in for a surprise.
When I was two months pregnant I found out that he had cheated and gotten another girl pregnant. I was beyond hurt but we worked out our differences because I thought he loved me and we had something special.
At the time I was still residing in Mount Fletcher, a farm town in the Eastern cape. I dropped out of school to have my son in 2014, when I was suppose to be doing grade 11. The baby daddy never even bothered to ask how I am or how his son is doing. It was like we didn't exist. I was mad, hurt, felt betrayed, I was empty.
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