In life you may one day be faced with a situation that does not go as planned. Discovering I was going to be a teen mother made me put things into prospective. Moving out of state did not go as I anticipated. In hopes to acquire a place of our own, my boyfriend searched for a better job position than he had. He had applied in many places and heard back from many potential employers. My boyfriend had received an opportunity to get hired for a position that payed well over what he had anticipated. The only problem was that we lived in California and the positon he was offered was in Tennessee. His father lived in Tennessee so he agreed to let us stay with him. When my boyfriend and I found out we were expecting a baby, we were very alarmed, but bursting with joy. Abortion was not an option so we both agreed we were going to have the baby. We were eighteen years old and had been living with his mother and sister. He worked a temporary minimum wage job for a temporary employment agency, and I was in school trying to obtain my GED. In hopes of obtaining a place of our own, my boyfriend searched for a better employment opportunity. He searched and searched applying to many places whether it was in person or online. After a week or so after submitting applications he began to hear back from potential employers. I think he applied to well over thirty places. He went to several job interviews but most of them were temporary, or seasonal. None of them offered health insurance and
In October of 2012 my son was born. I put my plans on hold and focused on providing for him. I wanted him to have everything I had as a child. My mother worked day and night when I was younger. I can still remember holidays where she'd wake up at the crack of dawn just to prepare a full feast and go to work that afternoon. I knew the importance of sacrifice and hardwork. I also wanted my son to experience the chance to have his father around. I wanted it so bad that I endured two long years of mental and
occurred for the sake of the future containing an amazing stepfather and a precious baby
I graduated high school back in 1994. I was engaged to be married in just two years, and even though I joined the Pennsylvania Air National Guard right after graduation it was only one weekend a month and two weeks out of the year. So I needed a full-time job. A friend of the family knew a guy who was opening a second store, and was going to need a store manager. I took the job and got started. What I didn’t know was the guy I was just hired to work for was a little confused as to what he wanted. I hung onto the job for a little over a year hoping it would turn around but, no dice.
When I came to US in 2009, the job market was in the edge of collapse. It was hard to find a job. The economy was not doing well, most people were getting laid off. Moreover, I was not expecting to find a job, because I did not have a work experience and language skill for employers to hire me. I did not have the expectations or assumption that I will find a job, however, one afternoon the agency who were helping me finding a job called me and told me that they found me a job. I had no idea what I should in the first day of work so I try to look helpful as much as I can. The next day I get to know what the job is all about, and they make me operate a molding machine that makes gasket for automobile.
He may be eligible for Social Security benefits and may also qualify for certain worker's compensation benefits. However, he should probably purchase additional long-term disability income coverage in order to provide for adequate income replacement in the event of a prolonged or permanent disability—especially in view of his somewhat hazardous occupation of window washing. Better short-term disability coverage with a 60- or 90-day waiting period and a relatively long duration of benefits would also be useful. Such coverage would probably have been beneficial in light of Zach’s current injuries (for which he had been hospitalized sixty days and will probably be unable to work for a few additional months). The amount of coverage Zach ultimately buys will, of course, depend upon his available financial resources. Zach does need to analyze his health insurance plan(s) and increase his coverage
He stopped working on March 1, 2013, the day of his injury. He has been working at his brother’s lawn mower repair shop. He basically comes and goes as he is able and is always paid $320 a week, regardless of how much time he spends at work. He has collected 26 weeks of Unemployment Insurance Benefits and was approved for Medicaid Disability with a $5,000 deductible every six months. He did not get Worker’s Compensation and has been denied Long Term Disability by his private insurer.
He worked every day after driver's Ed. He worked all day on Saturday and Friday 6:30am - 5:00pm. When he got home from work he would look on craigslist and local dealership’s for a truck or car. He found a few of them but they went and drove them and they were to small or too much rust on the car. He was riding with his parent’s and saw a Chevy Cobalt. He called them and they still had it. His dad and him went to go test drive it. It was the one to buy they told him they would take it. They had to wait for the title to come in. 2 - 3 weeks.
At first, finding out I was pregnant was a devastating shock to not only myself but everyone around me. I was only eighteen and was a senior in high school. I had such high expectations for myself.
I can honestly say going through labor was the most painful thing I had ever experienced. Once Freddrick finally did arrived I knew that I would love him unconditionally for the rest of my life. He was just as precious as he could be and didn’t have a worry in this world. I didn’t know the type of mother I would be, but I was determined to be a different type of teenage mother. I wanted to show everyone I might be young with a son, but I made sure Freddrick was taken care of financially, Freddrick came first in my life at all times, Freddrick had disciplined in his life, and that he would know that mommy would always love him regardless of what happens through life.
In December of 2008, my wife and I found out we would be having our fourth child. We were living in Sugarloaf Key, FL while I worked in Key West, FL. Due to some unforeseen circumstances with our landlord, we terminated our lease in Sugarloaf early, rather than finding a place for the remaining six months we would be there. We moved the family back home to North Carolina over the Christmas break from school. I still had six months or so remaining before I transferred to my new job in Tybee Island, GA. The military had moved us before, being a military family moving was a bitter-sweet occurrence. The family adjusted well and settled right in. Having family close by to help ease this transition helped out greatly. The fourth addition to our family was developing on schedule, regular doctor visits, and checkups. We decided that he would be born in NC since my wife was comfortable with the doctor she was already seeing. The estimated delivery date also worked with my work schedule and being home for the birth.
One thing in my life that I had to dive into doing was being a single parent. I no longer had just myself to worry about and to take care of; I was going to have another person to be responsible for. I had a mixture of feelings when I found out I was pregnant. I did not know if his dad was going to be around or not to help me. I was worried, nervous, scared and excited all at the same time.
Every day, from the minute we wake up, till the time we go to bed, we are faced with choices. The choices we face on a day-to-day basis range from getting out of bed and starting our day, to investing our hard earned money into buying a new car or house. We make so many choices in just one day and most of the time we don’t even ponder the decisions we end up making. Recently, in the past year, after being involved in an automobile accident I was faced with, what seemed to be a very big decision. This very big decision was whether or not to move back to Cleveland after living on my own for five years. I pondered this choice for a very long time and in the process many thoughts crossed my mind. I had a considerable
Two years had passed and I was now in the fifth grade. Still no siblings, but my mom did babysit at home, which gave me the opportunity to help out and feel as though I had younger siblings again. One day after school my mom and dad were waiting for me in the car outside of Denkmann Elementary School. I ran out to the car and opened my door and sitting on the center console of the back seat there was a pregnancy test that read positive. I knew my parents had been trying, but they had never been able to conceive. It took me a second to process what I was seeing, but once I did I began to shake with excitement. I was finally going to have a sibling of my own.
Mother: We tried for several months to get pregnant before we were successful. We both were reluctant to try for a child again because of a traumatic miscarriage I experienced several years prior. We both really wanted to be parents and made a tough decision.
Telling my family about the pregnancy was going to be one of the most petrifying things I’d ever had to do. I honestly know how to know to tell them or who I was going to tell first, I was nervous about what the outcome would be. Telling my child’s father was first though. Moreover, me and my family finding out the news, he had been in a juvenile detention center. When we would be on the phone I would