I am a 22 year old single mother to an amazing and beautiful 14 month old baby boy named Jonathan. I’m doing this mom-thing alone with absolutely no help from the father.
Back before I got pregnant, I could not wait until I was 21, I would finally be able to be a real “grown up.” I would be able to go to bars and clubs and stay out all night long. I imagined myself living on my own, having no rules, and just partying my life away. Sounds like the perfect life right?
That thought was so far from the truth.
I started living my partying dream a little earlier than 21 and moved into a house with 3 other girls when I was 20. We partied every single weekend.
Living that lifestyle only can end in a few different ways, and none of them were ideas that I had in my “dreams” for my future. I figured out I was pregnant.
I was in no position raising a child. I could barely remember I had a puppy on the weekends with my busy life of parties. I had to start making some drastic decisions in my life. I started by moving back in with my mom.
I turn 21 and I’m back at home, living with my mom … and pregnant. This is a completely opposite of what my idea of turning 21 was going to be like. My thoughts were consumed with how I thought my life was completely over.
Little did I know, God was blessing my life more than I could ever imagine.
After attending Embrace Grace, I started seeing a transformation in myself. A seed was being planted in my soul by these selfless, wonderful, amazing women that I spent time with every week. I started to think differently about my circumstances and I began to see the great joy and miracle my baby was to me.
My baby saved my life.
My son put my life back on track and into perspective. I had no idea how amazing being a mother was going to be while I was pregnant. I could only imagine but it was even more than I could have dreamed when I finally laid eyes on my blessing on March 7th, 2011. I’m a MOM! The most amazing thing about being a mother is knowing that my child feels most safe, loved, and comforted wrapped up in my arms. Having someone else depend on me to keep him healthy and alive is the most amazing accomplishment I have ever felt. Knowing that after he falls and bumps his head or scrapes his knee, the only thing that makes him feel better are my kisses, makes everything I sacrificed for him, worth it all. Waking up to my sweet baby rubbing my back or hearing his laughter because he sees a bird out the window makes me thank God every morning for waking me up. Hearing him cry in the middle of the night and all I have to do is hold him as tight as I can on my chest so he hears my heart beat, makes it worth having a heart beat and thanking God that I lived all the time I should have died during the partying years.
Jonathans first look at me, his first smile, the first time he rolled over, the first time he crawled, the first time he stood up, his first steps, first words, and all of his other firsts that are yet to come are way better than anything I could have ever imagined. My past life was over when I found out I was pregnant, however, a new beginning, a new life, was just starting, and it is still being written. I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.
21 years old