First and foremost becoming a mom at 18 was one of the hardest things I ever experienced. Trust me, I wasn't received with open arms
and congratulatory smiles and hugs when the news got out. I was the good girl. Cheerleader, good grades in school, was going to go to college and WHAM. I was told that I was going to give the baby up or get an abortion. I did neither. I wasn't proud of the situation that I was in and didn't keep my child to spite anyone. I felt that I had made a choice to have sex without protection and the consequence was a baby and I needed to step up to the plate and accept the responsibility. My son's birth was a happy/sad event. My mom was torn with love for me and my child, but sticking with my dad's controlling attitude. There weren't any big parties to celebrate his birth. The first 8 years of my son's life was very very difficult. I worked hard and had to grow up SUPER fast. I learned quick who my friends were. There were rare nights of girls fun, or dating. I cried many many nights, but it was all worth it. My son serving his country in the military and we have an incredibly close relationship. He made me an incredibly strong person. I have two additional younger sons, am married, went to college (am close to finishing graduate school). Like I said, it was hard, but I wouldn't change a thing. It made me who I am, today.