I Was a Teen Mom, but I’m Not Anymore
8 years agoOne of my favorite reactions people give me is the look on their face when I tell them I have a daughter . . . who is almost 10! I'll be 27 soon, and if you did the math, I was just 16 when I had her. My daughter was born almost a decade ago, and it blows my mind to think that's almost half the time I've been alive.
I was pregnant before many social media and digital platforms existed, shows like 16 & Pregnant and Teen Mom weren't a thing, and it certainly wasn't as acceptable to be pregnant in public without people pointing and staring. As my belly grew, I became known as "the pregnant girl" in my hometown. Eventually, my cheerleading skirt no longer fit, and that theme seemed to carry over into other parts of my life — my relationships no longer fit me either . . . or rather, I no longer fit into them.
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I am not a teenage mother. I am a creative writer, an architectural enthusiast, five foot one, and someone's mother, but I am not a teenager..