The kindest to me was my mother, you know my mother was the best even though she is no longer alive. By the time the father of my child left me he did not support the child, but my mother never deserted me she raised my child.
Well, it was something… quite out of the blue and you could have seen the joy in his face when we first went to see the baby and he couldn’t believe it himself and for me I just bonded with the child from the first minute I saw her and up to today she’s still my baby.
You know, I think what makes it easier is that every child is so different. So you love every child for a different reason and in a different way. Some you love because they look so damn cute and you can’t get your eyes off them…
So being a young mother hasn’t been very easy but with my mom’s support it has been the greatest journey ever. With that being said; it’s because my daughter lives with my mom and so I only see her on weekends, but every single day when I talk to her over the phone, she sends me Whatsapp’s of things that my daughter does
Having a baby at a very young age for me; it taught me to be responsible first of all because at the time I was in school, I was schooling. Having a child at home, I had to leave the child at home and then go to school.
Well, my journey began quite some time ago. I have been married, very happily, for the last, almost 18 years and to a great guy and an amazing husband and obviously, as our marriage progressed, we were keen to start a family…
My support system was my sister for both my pregnancies, especially the first one because I was still very young but she became like a mother to me…
As a mother, you must be supportive first, before you give support because you can’t give what you don’t have.
Yes, mothers, we need to be vulnerable for us to be healed. The more you open up and you dig down to your problems you share with other people, it’s gone and all the weight goes away and you’ll be healed.
This is Progress. You know, for me to be a better mother I think I need to have time for myself – ‘me time’ because sometimes, we as mother’s, we are too busy with everything.