I was 17 when I found out I was pregnant with my first child, Skyler. I was with her father for almost 3 years. When I told him he was going to be a daddy, he left me after 3 months into my pregnancy!
After that happened, I tried to focus on me and my daughter! Skyler’s dad hasn’t seen her ever! Which makes me think that he wouldn’t have even loved Skyler if he stayed.
When I had just turned 18, I found out I was pregnant again with Dylan, my baby boy. His daddy stayed up until Dylan turned 1. He left because he couldn’t handle being a dad to Dylan or a stepdad to Skyler. Dylan has just turned 2 and Skyler just turned 3. I can’t imagine my life without them both. They walk with smiles which makes me happy… I wouldn’t have ever thought at 17 that I was gunna to be a mommy and still be in high school, trying to graduate. Both pregnancies, I was in school. Belly growing, people didn’t understand why I kept them and not got a abortion when I found out… I am a Proud to be a Mother!
Now since I’m 20 now, I can’t picture my life any different. Skyler weighed 9-12 and Dylan was 7-11. Both were born 2 weeks before their due date. Now I am expecting my 3rd child with my new man I started dating 9 months ago. I am bout 9 weeks now.
