Many of you may not know that I got pregnant with Easton at 17. I hadn’t even been out of high school for a month when it happened.
When I found out a little less than a month later I was stunned. I’ll admit part of the reason I was so taken aback was because I was 17 and thought I was invincible and that my actions had no real consequences, but I was also just so shocked that there was a life growing inside of me.
Getting pregnant with Easton took my perfectly planned out life and turned it entirely upside down. I wasn’t going to go away to school, I was staying with my parents and taking night classes at the community college. I traded an active social life for meetings with a counselor and nights spent hanging out with my parents. I wasn’t dating a bunch of guys, instead I was trying to figure out how (and if) things would work with my son’s biological dad.
I tried to plan the course of my life as best I could, but one thing after the next would fall apart. I was flying blind. I spent a lot of time crying and wondering how in the heck I was going to take care of another person when I didn’t even have my life sort of together.
Then Easton was born. And I was surprised to find out how much I could love one tiny human. And all of the sudden I started to figure things out. Like magic, things began to work out for me. It was as though all along he was supposed to be mine, and I really do think of him as my saving grace and divine intervention.
Because of him I didn’t end up going away to school. Because of him I finally rebuilt the almost completely burnt bridge with my parents. Because of him I ended up moving with my parents from Reno back to Vegas. Because of him I decided to try a couple of education classes and realized that I really like this whole teaching thing. Because of him I met Jake. And because of all of those things combined I’m sitting here at 11:32 pm in our little home with tiny little Lincoln snoozing in his rock n play beside me.
So even though he thinks I’m “the best mom eber”, I’m pretty sure I love him more.