I'm Just Another Statistic.
Becoming a statistic actually changed my life. I was among the eighty-six percent of teenage girls to become pregnant. I thought this was going to be a piece of cake. Changing diapers, feedings at three in the morning. Did I think wrong or what?
One year before i got pregnant i was on top of the world. Partying with my friends and my boyfriend. Staying out all night, not having a care in the world. Senior year was supposed to be the best year of my life. It was the best year of my life; until March, when I got pregnant. The parties came to a sudden halt. It was like I was stuck in a new world with nobody around me. Now that I look at it, I'm glad I got pregnant.
Getting pregnant was just about the best thing to happen to me. Being pregnant motivated me. I decided not to quit my job like I planned on doing after graduating. I figured if I thought I was old enough to have sex and get pregnant, I was old enough to keep a second shift job so I can provide for my child so he can have everything he needs plus more.
The fun began November 8 2008. Colton was the greatest gift I could have ever received, yet the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Changing diapers and feedings was the least of my problems. My son had colic. Screaming at the top of his lungs from eight at night till one in the morning was not what I was planning on, but month by month things got easier, a hell of a lot easier.
Now that Colton is one, I still think about what my life would be like without him, but I know that I could no longer go back to what my life was like. Parties can now wait. I still hang out with my friends every once in awhile to get a break.
The day I had Colton I finally got a care in the world. I live in fear, waking up three to five times a night to check on him, thinking something’s going to happen to him. When I hear an ambulance driving by it’s like a light switch goes off in my head for me to start worrying...