On June 1, 2012, my life changed forever. To this day I can remember every little detail as if it happened yesterday. On that day, my sister, Megan, gave birth to the most loving, intelligent, and playful little boy I have ever laid my eyes on; Parker Gordon Kaatz. It is so mind-blowing that one person can alter your outlook on life. Throughout the whole journey of Megan being pregnant all the way to Parker’s role in my life now, my life has been changed tremendously for the better. Finding out your sister is pregnant at the age of 18 can shock you big-time. If I replay to the time I found out, I would be sitting on my family room couch. My mom, my mom’s boyfriend, and I were watching television and my mom said something very confusing to me, “Tara, do you know how you’ve always wanted a dog?” I was confused because my mom hated dogs. Then she throws this in, “Well, you’re not getting a dog but you sister is pregnant.” At first, I thought wow, what a terrible way to announce my sister is having a baby. Then I realized, holy crap, my sister is actually having a baby. When those words came out of my mom’s mouth my eyes got as big as saucers, my mouth dropped so fast and heavy as if it weighed 150 pounds, and I was in complete shock. I did not know what to think. Was Megan scared? Why couldn’t she tell me herself? I thought about it all night and how I would make sure this wouldn’t happen to me so young. Although this is not something I would’ve wanted for her, I knew she
The girl’s pregnancy announcement stunned family and friends, especially her boyfriend, Jordan Wyrabkiewicz. He was scared, but excited about becoming a father to three babies. He even started thinking about ways to provide for his new ‘family.’ He told Fox 2 Detroit, “I started looking for jobs the best I could. I was ready to donate all my time.”
It didn’t change my views of pregnancy because I know how hard it is to carry a child from hearing from pregnant women, even though every woman’s pregnancy is different. Although it was uncomfortable, I think it was a beneficial experience because I now have a taste of what pregnancy is like and how rough it is. I have so much more sympathy for pregnant women now because not only do they have to experience the physical effects, they also have to experience the mental effects. I give props to pregnant women because I don’t think I’d be able to handle it for nine weeks. If a teenage girl wanted to get pregnant too, I would tell her to wear the belly for a day and see if it changes her mind. Pregnancy and having a child is a ton of work, and most teenagers cannot handle that amount of
Finding out about my pregnancy was a huge shock to me. It likely that among five young adult, three are likely to have unplanned pregnancy which is my situation. The semester already started before I realize that I was pregnant. And never believe that I was pregnant. This was my first pregnancy, and going through morning sickness was not an exciting stage in my life. I was living at the school dorm in Gainesville, but also transit to Dallas, Tx for my appointment. The father of my baby showed less concern
I knew something was wrong. The next two weeks went by with the exact symptoms; my stomach was in a knot, the smell of food made me want to vomit, and all I wanted to do was sleep. One afternoon I finally made myself take a pregnancy test. The faded second line had my heart into a million pieces. At seventeen years old I Brooke Nardoni was pregnant. As I was hysterically bailed my eyes out and thought my life was over. I ended up telling my mom the next day after school. We both cried what has happened but she encouraged me that I would do the right thing and she would be by my side every step of the way no matter what I choose to do with my
Throughout the family, there has been a history of teen pregnancy. Sarah’s mother gave birth to Sarah when she was seventeen-years-old, and Sarah’s father was twenty-years-old. In addition, Sarah’s grandmother, great-grandmother, several aunts, and cousins have all become pregnant in their teenage
It was late February in 1998 when I found out I was expecting another child. I was 16 years old. It should have been a happy day it was my daughter’s 1st birthday party and everyone was there. The house was full of family and friends and smelled of chill and cake. Please don’t get me wrong, it was a happy day for the most part until I found out I was pregnant. Scared and not knowing what to do, I kept this what most would call exciting news to myself. You see I was dating a man and he was not a very nice person he was mentally and physically abusive to me most of our relationship and he was the soon to be father. A month or so went by after I told him and we were both somewhat excited him more than I. I was more scared then anything. He managed to get himself into some legal trouble and was sent away for a long time. Where did that leave me? I was scared to death
January 31, 2015, is a date I will never forget, that day my angel was born. Her name is Patrice Penelope Harris, I was so happy I couldn’t hold my tears back. When I first found out I was pregnant I wasn’t the happiest girl in the world, my daughter’s dad (Will) and I were not getting along for nothing in the world. We found out June 8th, I told him that I had been feeling sick for about 2 weeks and that we should take a test together. Well, of course, he had his reservations about being the dad because we weren’t together at the time but I assured him that he was indeed the father. So after going to the pharmacy, we bought a test and went back to his place.
My aunt did not accept me leaving college. Not even a month later, I received the most shocking news of my life “YOU’RE PREGNANT”. So many emotions hit me all at once. Immediately we told his parents, shockingly I got no negativity from his family. It didn’t take my
“The first person I told about my pregnancy was my best friend Stacy; she was very supportive through the whole process.” As Stacy would ironically later go through the same thing, they have always stuck together through thick and thin. Even today, nineteen years later, Stacy and Andrea are still best friends. Through the process she then told her boyfriend’s sister-in-law Jennifer and her boss Katherine. As soon as the news was shared, it spread like wildfire through the small town of Springhill, Louisiana. “Suddenly everyone known, I had no time to protect myself and tell the people who really mattered.” Before she even had the chance, her boyfriend and father both had already heard the news. My father was in disbelief and her father was furious about the situation, but even more furious that he had to heard the news from someone that was not his daughter.
was i shocked? no. should i have been? yes. it didn’t affect me much, i had no plans so i muttered out “sure”. i can still hear her voice saying that in my head as if it she had just asked me last night. i was 18. as far as i knew, everyone who was ever pregnant actually had the baby and was really happy about it. babies are supposed to be a good thing, right? sure they can be hard, but when are drastic changes ever easy? i had heard the word abortion before. i knew exactly what it was, and i also knew that everyone says its bad for you too. to me, it was the type of bad that parents explain. just like they say “don’t drink all that soda, its bad for you!” but at no point in time had i really felt the BAD effects of soda. so i wasn’t phased, after all, she was 18 too. an adult perfectly capable of making her own decisions. it was a no brainer to us, if you got pregnant before you were married, then just get it taken
When my 15-year-old sister called me on the phone from 1300 miles away to tell me that she was pregnant, my whole world came to a standstill. She was crying because she was scared. Scared because she knew our parents would be angry. Scared because she didn’t know how she would finish high school. Scared because she didn’t know if the father of the baby would stick around. Scared because she couldn’t afford a baby. Scared because she knew she would have to stop being a teenager and learn how to be a parent. She wasn’t ready for the responsibilities of parenthood.
I woke my boyfriend up and called my mother and we rushed to the hospital. I was nervous and excited at the same time. After eight hours of labor, the baby wasn’t cooperating at all. I wouldn’t dilate past eight and I already had three epidurals. I was in so much pain. After being in labor for twenty three hours, the doctors said it was time for a cesarean. I was so scared. All of a sudden, I heard my son screaming. My heart melted and I couldn’t keep the tears from coming. That was the best moment of my life. Justin and I named our son, Bentley Michael McCartney. He weighed eight pounds and thirteen ounces and he was twenty one inches tall. He was beautiful and healthy. Seeing my son made me realize that I was now an adult and I would be the best mother I possibly could be.
Charles Barkley once said, “I am not a role model. I am not paid to be a role model. I am paid to wreak havoc on the basketball court. Parents should be role models. Just because I can dunk a basketball does not mean I should raise your kids.” No adult has a choice as to whether a child looks up to him or her, but parents are responsible for raising their children as best they can. The first role models or leaders in most children’s lives are in fact their parents; although they may not be the best role models, they are often the figures that children first learn from. Even if there was a perfect parent, that should not limit a child from observing other leaders. John Wooden, considerably the most successful basketball coach in NCAA history, led the UCLA Bruins to 10 NCAA championships with an all-time win-loss coaching record 885-203 (UCLA site). A Game Plane for Life: The Power of Mentoring, is a collection Wooden’s anecdotes related to leadership and the applications of those methods to his coaching practices. Observing leaders from the past allowed Wooden to envision clarity in the future; a clarified vision of the future gave Wooden more power in the present. John Wooden was a consistent and prepared leader who fostered a community of trust and knew his values.
My immediate response to that appalling news is shock, mixed with anger, anguish, confusion and a small sense of betrayal. I’ve been the youngest in my family for as long as I can remember and to have someone new enter that circle of belongingness seemed unfitting to me. To makes matters worse is that she was a girl, which meant that she would be gaining twice the attention that I never received. At the same time, I will be the one responsible to look after her in school. Apparently, I was the only who reacted this way because my parents and siblings welcomed her with open arms. On the other hand, I felt hatred towards my younger sister more than anyone I could possibly know or think of.
Everyone has their own unique beliefs and motives that push them through their lives. I have many different beliefs instilled in me that mold my day to day life. These beliefs have been formed either by learning from my parents, or by personal experiences. One major conviction of mine is the pursuit of happiness. There are many ways to strive for happiness, and all people are unique in the fact that no one shares the same goals. My happiness comes from a core of beliefs. Religion is an extremely important part of my life, and I can thank my mother and father for that. Another belief of mine is that hard work pays off; in many situations I have been shown that a good work ethic goes a long way in being successful. I also believe in being an optimist throughout life’s trials and tribulations. Many things can upset me in day to day experiences; however, I believe it to be crucial to obtain a joyous attitude. These beliefs have become priorities to me and carry me through my life, and help me to succeed.