Here it is, I thought about this moment from the time I was 15 years old....the day that my son, the one I was pregnant with at 15 years old, would turn 15!
This is a bittersweet day for me. I got pregnant at 15...by the way, I don't recommend that, I would die if my girls got pregnant at 15 or if my sons got a girl pregnant at 15. I think back at how disappointed my parents were, yet they stuck by me, and helped me, I would not be where I am today without them. I look at my son today, and I cannot help but notice so many differences from when I was his age. He is so much smarter than I was or am for that matter, he is such a strong young man...to have gone through so much in his life, because of the choices I have made that directly affected him, and still do. As hard as it was to have a baby at 16 years old, I would not...I repeat, WOULD NOT change a thing! I cannot picture my life without him....I don't want to. I remember so clearly that night...
It was midnight on the dot! I was sleeping on the floor because I was so uncomfortable, and my dad and grandpa were watching the movie Braveheart, I felt a weird pain, so I sat up, looked around, looked at the screen and right as Mel Gibson yells "FREEDOOOMMM" at the end of the movie... my water broke..NO JOKE! So we went to the hospital, I was terrified! My mom, dad and a close friend of the family along with a couple of nurses were in the room, helping me, trying to get me to push because I was so tired I just wanted to sleep. My dad cut the umbilical cord...I know CRAZY, but he did, and I'm thankful he was there with me. I still didn't have a name for him, but once I saw him, I knew I wanted to name him Andres (it's my dad's middle name) Once it was all done, and things calmed down, everyone left the room, my parents wanted to go to the cafeteria to get something to eat. I looked down at this tiny baby in my arms and it hit me that I was a mother, that this tiny baby boy was mine, and that I had to take care of him. That was the scariest moment in my life! I still cannot comprehend how this baby boy is now 15, and how incredible he is despite his mother being a teen mom. I have to share something that happened a couple of days ago. My sister got sick, she is pregnant, and had to go to the hospital. Later that night, my son asked if he could call his aunt...I thought he was going to call her to tell her what he wanted for his birthday, but instead he called to make sure she was ok, because he was worried about her and the baby. My sister later texted me this:
Raquel: "my nephew is awesome, I love him. Underneath that teenager, he really cares. He's so cute, he is such a sweetie, you raised him well :)" My reply was "we all did"
and that's really the truth, my family raised him as well, because I had my ups and downs in life, but one thing that has always been constant in his life, are my parents, my brother and sister.
It has been a crazy 15 years, but I hope the next 15 go a lot smoother for us all! I'm so thankful for him, he changed my life for the better. Happy Birthday to the best teenage boy I know, Andres. Love you son!