My Child

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I sit and think about being pregnant at 18 everyday and often cry,
I think people tend to look down on me,
I feel sometimes like I’m just a statistic,
I worry about not being a good mother,
How I’m going to do this,
There are times when I just wanted to give up…
But I never did,
And I thank God for being there,
And giving me the strength I needed to keep myself going,
I’m grateful to have a family,
Who is so supportive of me,
Who never put me down or yelled at me for my decision,
They and I kept myself motivated to be the best I could be,
Whatever other people said,
Meant nothing to me,
When I saw my baby on the monitor at my first ultrasound,
I woke up,
I came home and cried,
I realized that my child means the world to me,
And nothing else matters anymore,
I know it’s going to be hard,
But I’m willing to do what it takes,
Now, It kind of sent me for a twirl,
But I can’t wait to hold my baby girl.
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And my life will be filled with joy,
The moment I get to hold my beautiful baby boy....