Personal Narrative: If We Were Having A Baby

A new year had just arrived. I can still picture January in my mind, the mood was sullen and dark, I could feel the cold reaching my bones, but now I know that was the best feeling I‘d ever had. I had only a few weeks left to start college, which had been my dream since I can remember. My dad had already paid for my tuition, I was so exited I had promised to do my best. Then, I realized there was an obstacle in my way. I knew I needed to make a decision on whether or not keeping my pregnancy, it sounds rough, but it was definitive. I did not want to miss school, so I was definitely not taking this to the last term. I just could not think of myself being prostrated in bed for so long, as an impediment to start school. Never, nothing would

There were many emotions that I experienced throughout the time that I had the baby. One among many was not anger but almost a despise of the fake baby. I did not think that taking the baby would be really as bad as it was, this being in the way that I was so strung out over this tiny machine making noise and others making a big deal out of it just adding to the stress. Also there were several points in this time that between my tiredness and my anger I was having mental collapses, crying, panicking, anxiety, these were things like me waiting for the baby to cry and then when it wouldn stop I would have to hold myself back or I felt like I was about to snap.

For the first parent interview, I interviewed my friend Randy. The interview took place in the living room of my house. His daughter was present but was playing with my sister at the time of the interview. Randy is the father of a toddler girl who is three years old but will turn four soon. Randy was born in 1992, he is not married but is cohabiting with the mother of the child and his parents’ home. In addition, Randy works for a medical supplies company and has only completed high school. Moreover, when he had his first child and only child, he was 21 years old.

It was July 6, 2015, I woke up at 4:45 a.m it was time to get ready and go to the hospital. I was having my baby boy today! I needed to be at the hospital between 5 and 5:30 to be induced. I was so nervous, but I had carried my baby boy for 9 months and I was ready to finally hold him.

Hey Nandi, just letting you know that you're a really amazing person. Honestly you're a unique person there is no other person I could meet on the planet that could out weight your personality. I've decided that since the day I was born, BAM, mother-child bond. You've always been a strong woman you've done everything from working two jobs, to go our every school events, and handling our family problems. You're extremely happy even in bad situations and your not afraid to show us discipline that has an impact. You're a woman of few words but when you do open your mouth something extraordinary comes out. You fight for us, love us, your kind to all people, help raise strong people by putting reality in front of us since we were little. The most valuable lesson you've taught me so far is, life's going to be extremely difficult at times but you have to be strong, because you are strong, you can fight, and if you go down swinging better make worth your while. Couldn't ask for a better woman in my life.

On January 26, 2016 I woke up anxious, excited and scared. I when into the shower thinking of what was going to happen that day. It was 5 in the morning my mom asked “are you ready?”

I often hear people complaining about how hard it is to raise one child, consider having to raise twins. I would argue that twins are harder to deal with, especially fraternal twins. Now I would be the first to say that when I found out we were pregnant with twins, I was terribly overwhelmed with different emotions; I was shocked, overjoyed, and distraught at the same time. “You may start asking yourself questions like: How am I going to do this?, Who is going to help me?, How are going to be able to afford this.” (Diaz, 2013) These are all questions I asked myself repeatedly throughout the leading up to the day they were born. We had other questions. The number one question; “How can we possibly care for two babies at the same

My 1st child, I really could have used a Doula.. My husband was deployed in Afghanistan, I was 19 and trusted the doctors way too much... then.. I had never heard of a Doula. Had I known or had one, maybe the unnecessary c-section would have been prevented. My 2nd child, my first unmedicated VBAC, I had chatted with a few doulas however we couldn't afford them and they lived hours from us... I think had I had a Doula with me, my 1st VBAC would've went dreamful... The on-call doctor forced pitocin on me to "hurry me up" even though I was progressing on my own.. she would not let me out of bed and I had horrible back labor. When I needed to push I did, and the nurse shrieked at me to stop and wait for the doctor, but i didn't, i pushed. I was

Today is the day i get my baby rv back and i can hit the road again. I take two large plates full with eggs,bacon, toast, and waffles, plus about a dozen yogurts for the road. I walk out to the school where the student repaired my rv. I head over and see it, parked perfectly, i'm just praying that the student fixed it. I see him and head over to ask if everything worked out well. He said it did and that it really was a simple task, only the transmitter and blah blah blah was a little jacked up. He says i'm set to go and walks away to the side to make sure that when I start it up it works. I pack away my two plates of food in the refrigerator and get Shawn’s leash and collar packed up in a convenient drawer. When we are all set up to go I get in the driver seat and thank the student, he even

My life seems to consist of an endless amount of embarrassing moments and bad situations. In fact, the list is a bit too long. Recently something happened that caused my whole life to change. An experience unlike any other is how I would describe it.

I will never forget the day I had my son. Carter Johnson born on September 06, 2015 at 2:16 am. When I found out I was pregnant at almost three months, I was so surprised. I was surprised because I was on birth control for almost 1 year. I was a 21 year old c.n.a. working as Home health aid for going on three years. I lived on my own and I had my own car for two years. I was doing good for myself for the most part, I was young independent and I loved my job.

Does she like me? Baby Eva of course, the newest addition to the family, I mean. Sweet and innocent, of course that’s because there hasn’t been a baby in a while. The last baby was my little sister Heloise, 7 years ago, but I don’t remember much about her when she was a baby.

Heather and Andrew welcomed another little one into their family recently. Little Caroline Scott was brought into the newborn photography studio recently for her modeling debut. Her big brother, Graham, was there too. These are returning clients I met 2 years ago when Graham was the first little one in their life.

Becoming a dad isn’t something I thought would happen for a while. Mostly because I was always “careful”, and didn't try to hump anything that moved. However, Alek walked into my life, and since then my life hasn't been the same. Every morning I'm woken up by, “ Dad! Get up!”, usually followed my multiple pokes to the face and him trying to spread open my eyelids as if he is looking for some sort of prize beneath them. I don’t mind though. I can’t help but be happy that he wants to spend time with me. I love spending my days off playing ball, riding bikes, or just watching movies with him. I never knew what it was like to feel unconditional love towards someone until I met Alek. I am not his biological father, but I am his dad. There is a

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