Personal Narrative: Having A Child At A Young Age

In the novel This Changes Everything: Capitalism vs. the Climate, author Naomi Klein argues that climate change is an inevitable crisis leading toward disaster. She discusses the urgent need to shift towards renewable energy and the need to move away from a "savagely unjust economic system,” that has led our economy towards to extractivism(15).

The Eastern Roman Empire, also known as Byzantine Empire, was superior to its Western partner. Christianity was the sole religion and was practiced throughout the Byzantine Empire. Trade had a dominant role on the economy of the Eastern Roman Empire. Their strong military and defensive strategies had a huge role on their longevity. The Eastern Roman Empire was more successful than its Western counterpart due to various factors including religion, economy, and longevity.

Before I was born, I went through a lot. One day my mother went to a doctor’s appointment and found that she had Gestational

The diaper pin represents when I took my first breath on July 12, 1989 in St. Cloud, MN. I was born on a clear morning just after 8am, and I was 7 pounds 11 ounces measuring at 21 inches long. I also had a head full of curly brownish red hair, the only one of my 2 older brothers and 2 older sisters that had hair. My parents were married at the time of my birth, and there were no significant issues with my mother during the pregnancy that impacted my development. I was however, a C-section baby, due to my brother being a C-section baby just 1year and 11 days before my birth. After my mom returned to work, my aunt watched my siblings and I until I was about 1 year old when my neighbor became my permanent daycare lady.

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

I decided to discuss the second trimester stage of development because for me, with both of my pregnancies, that is when I started to get really excited about having a baby. There is the whole scare of losing the baby in the first trimester but also that’s when I started to feel the baby move, both times in the 16th week, when the baby, and myself, grew the most (I gained 8 pounds in the 5th month with both pregnancies), and when I got so heavy I had to walk instead of run, it was actually faster from about 18 weeks on. Babycenter.com says that the fetus of 14 weeks of age is the size of a lemon, 3 ½ inches long and weighing 1 ½ ounces, while parents.com says it’s the same weight and length but the size of a peach. At 27 weeks both sites said the babies are at 2+ pounds, 9.25-14 inches long and either the size of a head of cauliflower or a sock monkey (which wasn’t fun to look at when your trying to picture a cute little baby). On page 96 of the textbook in Figure 5.8 it is confirmed that after the 16th week the mother may start to feel the baby move. The fetus is also forming small hairs all over the body, including the scalp, and the lungs are beginning to

From the moment I was born people already had opinions on how my life would turn out. Shoutout to the doctor who told the group of interns that I was gonna die in the icu without knowing my mother could hear him. Days after being born that so called medical professional was certain I would die before my first birthday. I am certain there are scientists willing to bet that because I was born three months premature, I have some sort of birth defect or disability. The American society must be pissed off knowing that small BLACK baby didn’t die and went on to be healthy and a leader and unafraid to speak my mind.

Five years ago I gave birth to a baby boy, although I can't really call him a baby since he was the size of a small elephant. I knew I had to do something to afford him the best life possible. A friend of mine had gone to a local technical college for a medical assisting program. She graduated and soon moved up to being the practice manager at the pediatric office she worked at. I asked her some questions, she gave the school and job a rave review and I was hooked. I walked into school when Greyson was three weeks old and asked the counselor to sign me up for the next available class. The counselor looked at me with wandering eyes, letting them fall to rest on Greyson at my chest. She asked me "are you sure..you have a new baby?" I replied

There was a time in my life when I didn’t care about much of anything. I was skipping school and hanging with the wrong crowd. I knew that this was breaking my mother’s heart but at that period I only wanted to mask my feelings and drown them in bad habits. Through the turmoil a blessing in the form of a beautiful child was created. My first born daughter arrived and changed my life forever.

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.

My journey to motherhood has not always been an easy one. Two years of unexplained infertility is very difficult to go through. I have had many ups and downs along the way. I had undergone many fertility test. I always got the same answers from my doctors. Every doctor I had gone to said they had no idea why but I just couldn’t get pregnant. The doctors called it “Unexplained Infertility”. I often wondered why I couldn’t be a mother. I wondered, had I done something so bad in life that I needed to be punished for? I asked myself many questions as I fought thru the tears and heartbreak.

It was August 13th, 2011, when my daughter Katelynn was born; 1 lb 13 oz. A premature baby, which doctors didn't give me much hope that she would make it. I remember the agony I was feeling, knowing that the most precious and most awaited gift was slipping away. My Heart was breaking apart into millions of piece with nothing for me to do but wait. On the outside, I tried to show a positive attitude, believing that the God all mighty could give me the victory; a miracle. Despite my hurt, I gave thanks to the Lord with all my heart for the blessing He had given me, to be a

My son, John, embattled in virtual warfare, finds his spaceship commandeered by a rival. Such a manoeuvre strikes him as odd given the framework of a game geared to skill and ability rather than attack, aggression.

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.

I am wild. I wonder if I’ll ever have a child. I hear crying and laughing .