From the moment my body met the cold embrace of the toilet seat,

A violent tremor seized my knee,

And the fleeting notion of a mere stumble swiftly transformed into

Is this even real?…

Perhaps it’s expired… *frantically checks the expiration date…*

Not expired…

OH SHIT!
My world is crumbling…

OH SHIT!
My mother will never forgive me!

OH SHIT!
Too young, unprepared, incapable of raising a child.

With thoughts swirling like a storm in my mind, anxiety grips me like a vice,

As if a golf ball lodged in my throat, I surrender to my fate.

The life I once envisioned now lies in ruins…

Slowly, nine months slip away as a tiny life blossoms within me, easing my fears and igniting new dreams.

Gazing at my newborn, I whisper…

OH SHIT!
She’s a masterpiece!

OH SHIT!
I am your mother.

OH SHIT!
I promise to show you what success looks like, to grow into the best version of an adult, to shine for you!

Looking at my beautiful daughter and son, I remember a time when the idea of being a mother of two scared me, and I thought my life was finished. That old life did end, but a new one began! Now, I have two lovely children who bring me happiness every day, a job that gives me purpose by helping children, and many amazing opportunities that have made my journey richer. Even though my old life seemed appealing, I wouldn’t swap this new life for anything.