Soon To Be Mother My big sister, go-by and I were sitting in the living room one day in the spring. The room was white with flowers on the wall, and it smelled like BBQ from all of the cooking. We could talk about anything, we were so close. Gabby was telling me about her new boyfriend she had just met. She thought he was going to be the one for her, but I disagreed. I told her I was happy for her, but I thought she deserved better. I told her not to go after him, but she got upset and implied that I didn’t know what I was talking about. I never knew that after that I was going to become a mother. When I first found out that I was going to be a mother, it was March 9, 2013. That was on my little brother’s birthday. My sister Gabbey took me to the doctor in Rolling Fork, Mississippi. I told her my back still hurt me. When I got to the doctor’s office, the nurse made me take a pregnancy test. That was when the nurse named Patti, who had on white scrubs, came into the room and told me that I was going to be a mother. When Patti told me …show more content…
However, I am so happy that that mistake did happen. Because I am a better person than I use to be. I change my life a whole lot to do better for me with my daughter. I do not want my daughter to the same thing I did when I was in high school. I want her to be better than me. Therefore, this goes for all young women out here and got a child or children in high school. Do not let people get to you because you have a child or children in high school. You can do the same thing they can do. You might be able to do it better. Having a child or children is a blessing. You will push yourself harder so you can make your child have a better life. I am not saying it 's going to be easy you going to have some difficult times. You just have to push yourself an always think about your child or children in that will make you strive for
When I was thirteen, my mother decided to better herself by going into college. She did not graduate from high school. She got her GED. My mother always wanted my sister and I to be something. She would always tell my sister and I not to follow in her footsteps because she knew it was not a good example. When my mother was in college for those four long years, I watched her struggle. With me being the oldest, she never wanted me to see her struggle. She was always stressed out and I knew from watching
My language is the way I choose to express myself. Though I sometimes feel I cannot express myself to certain people as I do to others. When it comes to language I have certain ways of speaking depending on whom I am speaking to. I have a different way of talking to my mother than I do my father and I have a specific way of talking to them as a pair. My mind also has a different way of speaking to them than my mouth. My language alters between the people I mainly communicate with. Language allows
Well, I give all my respect to my mother because of the not only impact, but the power this woman has had in my life since I was born. My mother has been here to uplift me when skies were grey for me, kept my head on straight when I felt like giving up in life, and she has made sure I was straight and had everything I needed even when she did not have a dollar to spend on herself. All because of my mother I had the knowledge on how to do right to become successful, I am in school, and I have always
MY MOTHER Has anyone ever asked you: “Who is most important to you”? To me the most wonderful mother in my life, no one can replace her in my heart. My mother, who is very nice and gentle, helps me and has always been there for me when I need her. My mother loves me very much. She is strict and educated me to become a good person. I can’t say how much love her. I am grateful to her because she gave me birth, brings me love and helped me grow up. But you know she just takes care of me a lot. Every
pushed back,the loud and quiet murmur of their voices, women leaning their heads together. If we leaned in at the door and I said, Those women are mothers, you wouldn’t be surprised, except at me for pointing out the obvious fact. Women are mothers, aren’t they? So obvious. For My Daughter Who Is Not Mine When all the women in my life are mothers, what else can I aspire to be? Aren’t motherhood and womanhood so intricately interwoven so as to run into one another, to become one another
My mother is somebody who often irks me. As much as this is true, her role as my mother is to make my lunch, buy me new clothes every so often, do my laundry, feed me dinner, and make sure I am safe at all times. In return, she has expectations of me. I find that these expectations are what cause me to feel that my mother is on my nerves. They include not getting below a ‘B’ on a test, being home by curfew, making sure I text her what I am doing while I am out with friends, and not going out somewhere
co-cultures in the world. I am a twenty nine year old Caucasian mother of two girls with an annual income of around thirty thousand a year. I am a wife in a Methodist household, where my job is a home maker; as well as, I am a college student. I am a French Canadian, German, Native American, and Polish breed. Predominately, I associate myself as a mother. When I first meet someone and they ask me, “What do you do for a living?” My answer is always the same. I say, “I am a mother of two girls who are seven
between my mother and I is one of the most important aspects that impact our relationship. The communication management styles we use is what has us in a conflict about where I will attend school college in the fall. However, getting my mother 's approval for transferring to a different college is important for me to get. Getting her approval is important to me because I respect her, but our communication skills is something that we both need to work on in order to come to a conclusion. When an argument
I am Jennifer Karina Vargas the daughter of Maria Rosa Solis Hernandez and Jauri Vargas. All my life I have lived with both my parents and my two younger brother which are Christian Vargas and Enrique Vargas. Being the first child, I have seen all the sacrifice my parents have done to keep our family untied and strong. Especially my mother because she is the one that is always aware of everything going on with us. For example, she is constantly reminding us about how important it is to take care
Personal Narrative Seed Folks The thought of being 16 and pregnancy has always weighted down on me growing up. I was scared of my family history trying my best not to repeat the life of my mother. In 2001 I was so happy I made it. I accomplish what no one in my family was able to accomplish. I finished high school and even enrolled in college. By this point I had already set a goal for myself. Right before the fall semester was starting my plan was put on hold due to my family, leaving our land
out what it is. I never thought about what my identity was. I didn’t find my identity until I became a mother, my whole outlook on life changed. Growing up I didn’t have a relationship with my mother, so I didn’t have anyone to show me how to be a mother. I made a packed with myself to be a better mother then my own mother. Becoming a mother was the most important day, this was the day my identity shined through. I am proud to say I am his mother. Not having that bond with my mother gave me the strength
What I am Grateful for As a child, you have a lot to be grateful for. You’re grateful for your brand new shiny toys, for your silly little friends, and much for more childlike things. But, as you grow older, you begin to think of all the other wonderful, more sentimental aspects in your life that you should be grateful for. You no longer desire the childish objects that you once thought would fill your heart. Although there are many hated things in anyone's life, you should always show gratitude
1041923 The first question that comes to my mind when faced with a moral dilemma is: “What would my father do?” For my entire life, I have looked up to my father and will probably continue to do so for the rest of my life. Many of my personal morals can be contributed back to the lessons and examples my father has provided consistently. The basis for the majority of values I hold is the idea of respecting everyone. Underneath this umbrella are honoring my word, being reliable, and never intentionally
family of the world”. That “family” consists of a father, mother, and a child or children. These types of families are not as common as they used to be. Now, some families consists of a single parent and children, or even the legal guardian of the children could not be blood related to them. Children might not even live within driving distance to their biological parents. Before my parents were divorced, I was already being raised by my mother. My father was not present in my daily life. Once they
literate than my mother. That is why she always helps me with my spelling when I am writing papers. I am a terrible speller and having ADHD doesn’t make it any better. As well as my mother, several other teachers have helped me along the way with both reading and writing. I have always had a hard time spelling words, even the little words like “children” or “something”. When I spell the word children I have to say it in my head a certain way, otherwise I will spell it wrong. My mother is excellent