Tuesday, 03 March 2009
by Mama Monkey
My journey in motherhood did not start out the way that I had always imagined it would.
I always thought that I'd wait for sex until marriage and then be married at least a year or two before adding any children into the mix. Of course, even marriage itself wasn't 'supposed' to come until after I had completed college. Things did not turn out that way, however. My senior year in high school, I gave into temptation and the pleading of my boyfriend and May of that year, I ended up pregnant at 18.
I really didn't have a problem with being a 'teen mom'. I knew that I'd always wanted to have kids, I just started earlier than I planned. But, I've always loved the quote, "If you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans". Obviously, different things were planned for my life - and I was (and am) OK with that.
I definitely didn't fit the stereotype that teen parents so often have. My son and I did live with my parents for the first 6 months of his life. Just enough time for me to adjust to the new role I was in. Then, when our son was just under 6 months old, I married his father - the man who is still my husband today. We have been through some tough times, though we have also been very fortunate in that we have great family around us as a support system.
I never did go back to school... because I still haven't decided what I would go for even if i did go back. My husband was able to continue his education as planned and graduated college with both a bachelor's in education and math and an associate's in computer programming.
Now, we have 3 boys with a fourth on the way and, though things are not perfect, they are generally going pretty well. I truly can't even imagine where either of us would be today had we not had our first son when we did.
I can truly say that I was never upset about being a teen parent. Just a couple days ago, however, that baby turned 9 and I just can't believe it.
I look at my life and the life of others my age and I am too young to have a 9 year old! To think that in just 9 more years, I will have a child graduating from high school is just mind blowing to me. The first 9 years went by way to quickly and I can only imagine that the next 9 will go by even faster.
It makes me want to cling to every moment that I have and make the best of it all. I don't know about you, but my children are growing up way to fast!
Watching your children grow up, do you feel as though time is going by way too fast?