I am a full-time student with a 3.33 GPA. Many know me because whatever comes up, comes out. I am not afraid of expressing my feelings. Most importantly, I am a mommy. I have a beautiful one-year old son. I know those first couple of attributes are not descriptive of being a mother; however I have managed to posses them all.
I thought my life was over when I realized I was pregnant. I did not know how I would achieve my goal of owning a public relations firm. I was a full-time student at a community college , and I was living off my financial aid checks. I could barely take care of myself. I had no idea how to care for a baby.
However, my motherly instincts came naturally. I began seeing an obstetrician and taking prenatal vitamins. My main priority was making sure my little one was well nourished and healthy.
Having a child would not crush my dreams. I studied harder and longer. I was one of the top students in all of my classes. I graduated from community college with honors. It felt incredible to wobble across the stage.
After taking off the fall to care for my son, I enrolled at FAMU. My first semester went well. My relationship with my son’s father was great. Making honor roll that semester let me know that my goals were attainable.
Thus far, this semester has been rough. I have five classes and a commission-based job. And my relationship with my son’s father? Well, it is over.
Next week, my son and I will be moving into an apartment of our own. I am petrified. I don’t know how we will survive, but I do know God has my back.
Some may look at my situation and feel sorry for me. They shouldn’t. I am a proud mother who is obtaining an education from one of the most respected HBCU’s in the country; and I have unconditional love for and from my child.
Although my life is not how I pictured, I will make the best of my situation. I have become a better woman, person, and student, thanks to my son.
This will be an interesting semester. I cannot wait to see what the future holds for my son, for me, for us.