Three months shy of my high school graduation I got pregnant by my on-again-off-again high school boyfriend of almost 2 years. The relationship was very unhealthy and it was not an ideal situation to bring a baby into. Everyone thought my life was ruined by this unexpected pregnancy. It wasn’t ruined by any means, but it drastically changed. On November 14, 2000 my motherhood journey officially began after delivering my first born son, Tyler. From the moment I laid eyes on him, I have been a different person than I ever was before. Instantly, determination to become the best mother I could be to my son set in and nothing else seemed important.
The first year, it was just the two of us (and my amazingly supportive parents). I spent every minute I possibly could with him. I would leave school at lunch, drive home, feed him & go back to school. Sometimes I would even take him to school with me. Outside of school & work I didn’t go anywhere without him. It was a struggle parenting on my own. Working, paying bills, juggling school, & studying with a teething baby. I didn’t have the desire to live the college life most of my friends were living, but there were lots of lonely nights – wondering if I would ever have the family I dreamed of.
When Tyler was 18 months old I met Tim – a father of 2 girls, who lived in the country and worked as a police officer in the city. We instantly hit it off & I knew I would marry him someday. Little did I know it would be less than 6 months later when my journey as a single mom would end.
Tim has really been the only daddy Tyler has known & they have a wonderful bond together. In the beginning of our young marriage I was very overprotective & sensitive when it came to Tyler (I suppose starting my motherhood journey alone brought the mama bear out in me), but through the years & lots of prayers I have realized Tyler is not just my son – he is our son.