Emma Walsh
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My Son
I was 24 years old when I found out I was pregnant. I was nervous and excited all at once. I had no idea what to do, how was I going to be a mom? I asked myself day in and day out, how do I take care of a tiny person? How am I going to provide for him? What do I do? Having to tell my friends, my family, and my child’s father was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. When I first took the pregnancy test, I didn’t believe it. I kept telling myself, “There’s no way this is true!” I called one of my best friends and asked her what I should do. I ended up going to the emergency room and checking myself in to just be 100% sure, sure enough... blood work and an ultrasound, I found out I was 5 weeks, 4 days pregnant. Now, on to telling my mom, my dad, my brothers... family is supposed to support you, am I right?! Well, I felt like I was disappointing everyone when I told them I was pregnant (again). I had an ectopic pregnancy when I had just turned 22... worst thing ever. My mom has no idea what to say or think but she supported every decision I made. My mom was there every step of the way for me. She attended appointments, she held my hair when I had morning sickness, she’d cook me food when I didn’t have the energy to get out of bed, she bought so much stuff for myself and my son.
By Emma Walsh6 years ago in Families