Narrative Essay: When I Become A Mom

Narrative Essay: When I Became a Mom
Being pregnant at a young age was a hard thing to grasp. Although I had graduated high school and had a job, my fiancé and I were not quite ready for the life changing experience. It was impossible as a young adult to be able to prepare myself mentally and emotionally in becoming a mother, as I was going to experience challenges, frustration, and a rewarding feeling in my life. My fiancé and I had a lot of support from our families, but that wouldn’t prepare me for the rest of my existence.
On the day our son, Riley, was born, I delivered a healthy little boy who didn’t cry at first. I remember his face like it was yesterday. With all seriousness, he slowly looked around the room trying to grasp his new surroundings. I knew at that moment I would have a person whom I would love unconditionally for the rest of my life. After taking Riley home, the challenges began to set in. Little did I know that he would need to have a diaper changed every two to three hours? On top of that I was nursing him, so the constant feedings throughout the night left me with endless nights of little sleep. Over the years, Riley constantly tested me. As a toddler he would get into the trash and one time drank a can of tobacco spit from his dads

Each year that passed by, Riley has grown into a polite and respectful young man. The rewarding feeling of being a toddler and saying “please and thank you” carried forward. Throughout his school years he maintained good grades, and never failed a class. Riley went out for several seasons of sports. Some sports which he stuck with, like basketball, others he tried and didn’t like. Regardless of his athletic achievements or brilliant grades, I was proud regardless. I can look at Riley to this day, with a smile on my face and possibly a tear in my eye, and know that I’ve done an amazing job raising him; his father has also done an amazing job as