Well my sister is not a kid kind of person. She really shouldn't have ever had any. She'll say that herself. It's just too much effort to have to take care of them. She told me I'm crazy and I must have forgotten what all is involved in raising kids. Um no. I just didn't hate it like you did!! Most of my daughters' lives I was a single mom. It was just us 3. We were really close. Their friends loved me and were always over to hang out. Probably cuz I wasn't too much older than them, huh? lmao My kids were my #1 priority. Every decision I made was based around how it would affect them. It was hard doing it on my own, let me tell you, but I wouldn't change having them for the world. Here's how it began for me... long story but it's a very big part of my life story...
I was 15 when I became pregnant with Ashlie. Darn condom broke. Did you know they don't work in swimming pools? I didn't lmao. Anywho, I waited til I was 3 months along to tell my mom cuz first thing she would say is get an abortion. Sure enough that's what she said. I think at that time in the state we were in, it was too late to get one. So she demanded I give it up for adoption. I said well what if I want to keep it, can I still live here? She said YOU can. I was like so the baby would be what... in the back yard? She said I don't have room for a baby and I can't afford it. Pretty sure I wasn't asking her to, just a place to live. Well, when you're 15 you need help. You need family. My ex was 17 and had enlisted in the Army so 2 weeks after the baby was due he was headed to boot camp. His family was not there for me either. They asked if it was his!! Seriously?! Wow... Also, my ex was saying he didn't know if he was ready to be a father either. Soooooo, I had no one and no where to go. I had no choice but to give my baby up for adoption. (totally tearing up now just thinking about it) So my mom somehow found a couple that were wanting to adopt a baby. I didn't even go to the doctor for the first time until I was 5 1/2 months along. The couple paid for me to go to counseling while I was pregnant, I just cried the whole time at the appts. I cried myself to sleep every night. So fast forward to due date. My ex lived with his mom and step-dad. When his mom and real dad split up, somehow his dad got custody but his mom took off with him and his brother. The step dad was in the military and they moved country to country. So my ex didn't see his dad for 10 years before he finally found him and came to visit him in AZ where we lived at the time. His dad also met his son's due to pop prego girlfriend too! So when you're giving a baby up for adoption you have 72 hours after the birth to sign the papers. In that time his dad came to us and said I know what it's like to lose your child and I don't want you guys to go through that also. He offered to take our daughter and raise her for a couple of years until we could get on our feet and come get her. He lived in VA. So ex and I discussed and we decided we'd rather lose her for 2 years than her whole life so we agreed. We left the hospital and left Ashlie in the nursery there to go to Sears to buy baby stuff. I, of course, had nothing as I was giving her up for adoption. His dad bought a car seat, clothes, diapers, bottles, formula, EVERYTHING. We went back and got Ashlie and I went with them to the hotel they were staying at. I called my mom from there, told her what was going on and that I wanted to stay just one night with my baby before she left. She was PISSED!! Ends up she called the police and reported me as a runaway. She didn't know what hotel I was at so the cops searched every hotel there until they found us. My mom came and said you give that baby up like you're supposed to or you go with them. Ex's dad turned around and said "you're more than welcome". SO! My ex requested the location he was going to be in boot camp at, his dad and stepmom bought us plane tickets and Ashlie was 7 days old on the airplane to VA. I always called his dad my guardian angel. He appeared out of nowhere to save me. That'll make a girl grow up fast, huh? So that's the story of the day. The beginning of what makes me, me.
