Teenage mom

Being a mother for the first time can be a very overwhelming feeling. It can start out as being exciting but scary at the same time. Woman all have different ways of dealing with the pregnancy and so do their partners. Being a mom for the first time is a great feeling to most of us females but we are not all in the same situation.Some of us are single moms, some of us are teenage moms and some are in great relationships.So the feelings of new motherhood can differ from woman to woman for sure.

Our daughter was a teenage mom, and she was not at all ready for motherhood.She had never held a baby and had no idea what bringing up a baby was all about.My husband and I were against abortion and so was she. We didnt want to give the baby up for adoption, nor did she.At 15 she was going to deal with it as good as she could and so would we.It was a big blow to us to hear the words *I"m pregnant mom*. But it was a bigger blow to her ,to learn that she WAS pregnant after being on the pill for a while.After getting strep throat and taking antibiotics, she had not been told by her doctor that she could get pregnant because the antibiotics cancelled the pill's effectiveness. So now,,,she was expecting her first baby at the age of 15. Being scared and feeling alone,she had a whole bunch of different feelings going through her mind and her body.

Then came the reality of being pregnant, not fitting in those skin tight pants and skimpy tops teenagers wear nowadays. The belly ring did not look as cool with a prego belly as it did months before.Boys were not looking at her as they did before,people whispered and looked as if she was another species.No,,,she was a normal teenager who had not been told about the INEFECTIVENESS of the birth control pills while on antibiotics.She was not from another planet,,,she was ,,, a beautifull ,normal, 15 year old girl with a bunch of friends. The normal stuff teenagers talk about was not as popular in our daughter's life now as all she was thinking about was that new life growing inside of her. The stretch marks were not something you are prepared for at such an early age. The maternity clothes be it as nice as can be,,,,werent that much interesting at that age. Us as parents ,did what any parents would do ,,,we did our best at trying to help her. Our plans for our beautifull daughter's life were gone,,,,or perhaps just put on hold for now. After all..she was not a criminal,she was just going through a tough time right now. And as we are parents through good and bad times,,,,she was our baby...and we would not let her down.

Then came time for the baby to be born,,,,oh was I ever nervous,,,she was too,,,but had NO idea what was ahead ....Since her due date had passed a week before, the doctor decided she was to be brought in the hospital on the following friday morning for 630am. So in we go,myself ,her dad and our daughter,who is celebrating her 16th birthday today. I was feeling more nervous than the day i had given birth to her 16 years earlier. She looked so scared and young,not knowing what was going on. We get her registered and they get her ready to get induced. What are they gonna do Mom? I explain to her what's gonna happen,,,Will it hurt mom? ...my heart was in pain,as I wished I could take her place. Her dad goes outside for a walk,,,his pain in his eyes make me look away,,,his little princess was going to be a mom,,,,,a teenage mom.

Hours pass....the pain comes and goes..tanks of that funny gas are used up....no progress...she is exausted after pushing for hours ....I am in such pain,my heart is breaking not being able to help her except hold her hand and try to keep her from getting nervous. Her dad comes in and out, not wanting to see her in any pain. Then the doctor decides she needs a c-section right away....It is done so fast,the rushing to the operating room,the nurses running back and forth,,,,remove her nail polish ,her rings,earings ....all in a jiffy as they are in a hurry....They prep me up in those green hospital clothes because she wants me with her ...I go,,,scared maybee more than her,,,she is my baby still...

Finally ,the epidural is in place and we are ready for the birth. My daughter looks at me as we hold hands,,,she is shaking like a leaf....so young ,I think to myself ,to be going through such a big life changing event. We hear the baby cry....it's a boy,,,,a beautifull boy.

I cry of joy and also of knowing she is now a mom,,,,a teenage mom.The nurse hands me our new grandson,,,so lovely he is,,as I show him to his mom. Her eyes tear up...she is still shaking. I run with the nurse and the baby in the nursery as they finish up with my daughter. My husband comes in,,,,can"t stop smiling at our new bundle of joy we already love as if he has been with us forever.

Out comes our daughter, being pushed out of the operating room and into her room. Her baby is put besides her in a basinet,as he will stay with her now ,,,in her room. She is told she needs to breastfeed soon,,,so they prop her up in bed ,only 30 minutes into motherhood. She looks so pale and scared, but she does what she's told .The nurse shows her how to hold her baby and breastfeeds.She finds it hard ,,,but does the best she can as begins her journey into motherhood .