Parenthood

Babies come at unexpected times sometimes. It may be at a young age. Or it may be at an old age. For me it was at a young age. I went into labor on December 24, 2008 at 6:45 P.M. I sat in my bed, eating my ice chips, trying to figure out a name for my excepted baby girl. Around two in the morning I decided the name Chanel Christina Johnson. My boyfriend begged me to let her last name be Carter, so I let him add it on. At 7:45 A.M, I delivered a healthy baby girl with the name of Chanel Christina Johnson-Carter. I hold her in my arms and she was the most precious thing I've ever seen in my life. When I first brought her home people judged me even more then they did when I first told them I was pregnant. I lost two of my best friends because they're parent didn't want them hanging out with 'a girl who goes around having sex and making babies.' Parents confuse me sometimes. When they know that their child is having sex they put up this big front saying that their child is not even thinking about sex, but in reality their son or daughter is the hoe of the school. If your a parent with a child in high school don't run away from the computer and start asking them questions about their sex lifes. Just be cool with it and you sit them down. My parents never talked to me about sex. I think that's why I started having sex at a young age. I'm not calling my daughter a mistake or anything. She was kind of a surprise to me. I call her the best Christmas I've ever gotten in my life. I wouldn't trade her for anything. Being a parent has taught me that I have to be a responsible woman now even if I'm not an adult yet. I think being a parent is the best job in the world. Even though you have to wake up in the middle of the night you still get to wake up to a smiling face, waiting for your attention. If you don't have a baby I'm not saying you should go out and make one. Wait until you've found the one you know you're going to be with for the rest of your life so you don't have a chance of being left in the middle of the pregnancy. There are so many single mothers in the world and I'd hate for their to be more. I hope that all the single mothers will find somebody that will love them and their child. I think people judged me too quickly. They didn't know the situation I was in. I was in love with this guy that I knew I would spend the waste of my life with. We're still together and still in love. My mom was the one who judged me the most. She called me dumb, told me I was making a mistake, said I was too young, things like that. That's the exact reason why I don't live with her anymore. When she called my daughter a mistake I ran upstairs and started packing my bags. There was no way I was going to continue to stay with her throughout the pregnancy and the rest of my life. I haven't seen my mom since I left her house. We don't really talk that much. I last talked to her on New Years, she called and told me she's surprised I survived through labor and made it through the year. I know you're thinking in your head that my mom is a bitch, well she is. She's a mean, old (well not that old she's only forty two) bitter woman. My mom and dad divorced when I was in the fourth grade and I think she's takes her bitterness out on me and my younger sister. My sister was only in the first grade so I don't really think she's knew what was going on. For about a month and a half my mother blamed me for the divorce. I knew it wasn't my fault because every time they got into an argument I took my sister outside, so it had nothing to do with me. My dad lived with his friends until he had enough money saved up to get his own place. By that time I was in sixth grade. Every weekend me and my sister would go to my dad's trailer and spent the weekend. I know when you think trailer you think some country bunkin trailer park, but this one was different. It looked like an apartment neighborhood with rooms that weren't attached to each other. The trailer had two bedrooms, two bathrooms. A lot of things happened in that trailer. I got my first boyfriend, had my first kiss, had my first argument with my dad, had a period with and pads (lol) that's all I can really think of. I really loved staying with my dad because I was a daddy's girl. I hated Sunday afternoons because I had to go back to my moms house. My grandpa got sick so my dad decided to move back in with my grandma, which was in New Jersey. I didn't get to see my dad as much because my mom always complained about wasting gas. My dad and I went back and forth writing letters for about a year or two. Then I got my first cell phone and we started communicating that way. Everything was going good until his phone got disconnected. I couldn't write him because I had lost the address. I didn't talk to my dad until after my baby was born. He came to the hospital to see his fourth grandchild. This time was different for him because it was the first granddaughter for him. My dad didn't judge me because he know that the day would come, he just didn't know when. Lol oh wow, there's was just a commercial on tv for a new show called '16 & Pregnant.' I should have definitely been on that show. Yes I'm pregnant again. My due date is suppose to be December 24. It's kind of weird that my baby's birthday are so close together. If you're not a parent you're really missing out. It's a wonderful experience and it'll make you really happy! :)