My mother had me when she was 15. I am 17 now and cannot imagine what it must have been like for her. She met my father in a remote malagasy village. They fell in love and got married. My dad left temporarily to go back to the US to get the money to take my mom and her unborn child (me) into the US. Many people told her that he would never come back, and she worried about this a lot. She did not have to deal with the social stigma associated with being a teen mom, because it was fairly common in Madagascar, as most teens are arranged to be married. My mom says that after she had me she felt relieved, and she stopped worrying about whether my father would come back (he did). She says that if she were to do it all over again she wouldn't change a thing.
My mom and I share a very special bond, we grow and learn together, and she is my best friend. People often ask if we are sisters. We give each other for advice and help each other out. People are often shocked when I tell them my mother's age, but it has never been a big deal to me. She has raised me well, and I am very thankful for that.Edit: I thought I would add a picture of my mom and I (along with my baby sister).
From left to right: Me, my Mom, KiraAlso thank you so much for all of the upvotes, when I wrote this I never thought so many people would see it. I just wanted to share the story of my mom, she is truly an amazing person and I am proud to be her daughter.
Story #3:
by Anonymous
I was born when my mom was 18, still a young and dreaming girl, believing that she had what life was supposed to be: a husband and a child.
A year and a half later, she had another child, and past another year one more. At the time, she was a mother of 3 kids and to help even more she and my father got divorced.
She left her life back and started living only for her children. She had to work at two places, sometimes 3, in order to give us at least the essentials (food, clothes and a home). With that much responsibility and lack of knowledge eventually she got depressed, and I don't know how she gained strength to fight it and overcome it, but she did.
Since she had to work a lot, and had nobody else to take care of us, as the oldest son I had to take care of my brothers. Sometimes she was so worried about the money that I can't remember how many times I saw her crying because of that. I had to learn very young how to cook, how to clean the house, how to pay bills at the bank, among other stuff. I don't think this has created any problem for me. Today, I like to cook, I don't like to clean the house, I pay my bills online and I control my money very well, and my brothers see me as almost a father.
She has always been a hard worker, she always taught us that we should be kind, and I feel like she mastered the art of being a mother. She is the best mother I can think of and I'm very grateful for having her and for how she sacrificed herself for me and my brothers. Everyone of my family, including my wife, loves to talk to her and listen to her wise advice. She is like a psychologist for my family.
I believe life was much more difficult for her than for her children. Maybe not having a father around had more impact in who I am today than her being a young mother.
Story #4:
by Anonymous
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