Since I was around the young age of 15, after my kid sister was born, I knew I wanted to be a mom.
I just knew that it was what I was destined to do and that I would do whatever it takes to become a mom. I waited until I graduated high school, and I had my first daughter when I was 19 years old, almost 20.
While it does sound like a young age, I was actually the oldest woman in my family to have a child. My grandma was 16 when she had my dad, and my mom was 17 when she had me. I knew I had my whole life ahead of me, but I wanted my kids to be there for it too. I had a full time job, I was going to school, and I had the support of my friends and family. When she was born it was like fate just hit me and I knew that it was right, being a mother was for me and it was all I wanted in life. I didn’t care what obstacles got in my way, everything would be okay, because I had her.
When my daughter was 8 months old I got pregnant again, but this time, not in the best circumstances.
I had just gotten into a new relationship and it turned out that he was very abusive. I didn’t enjoy the pregnancy the way I did the first time, and I will always regret that.
But the second I wised up and got out of the unhealthy relationship, I was able to cherish the last few months I had with my baby in my belly. When my second daughter was born, again, something just clicked. Motherhood seemed so easy to me and I felt like a natural. Sure they had their days where I just wanted to pull my hair out, but it still felt right. I was working full time and I was making it on my own, living my life with my kids by my side.
After my second daughter was born I looked into surrogacy, as it was something I had always wanted to do because I had great, healthy pregnancies, I was in a stable situation, and I wanted to help someone else feel the happiness that I felt as a mother.
I am currently on my second surrogacy journey, I’ve already had one healthy baby boy for a family with no children, and in August I will hopefully deliver another healthy baby to a new family. I’ve experienced becoming a mother myself, and helping someone else become a mother, and I can’t even describe the happiness it brings me.
My oldest daughter is now 5 years old, and I have 3 beautiful children of my own, and will soon be a surrogate mother to 2. I’ve had 4 kids in 5 years, soon to be 5 kids in 6 years. I am only 25 years old, and I would go back and do it again if I could. I cherish every day I have watching them grow, throw temper tantrums, kissing boo boos, and helping them learn. I have a full time job, I go to school still, and my kids are getting to watch me grow too.
Not to mention that I will get to live life with them and watch them grow as parents too when they get older. I think anyone can be a great mother whether at age 16 or 60, as long as there is love, support, and confidence surrounding you.
I am doing it, and I am doing a great job at it, so why would I apologize for it?
I don’t feel the need to explain myself to anyone because the fact is, I am doing the best job I can, and my young age hasn’t and won’t change that!
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