Ever since I was a little girl I couldn't wait to become a mom! I always volunteered to make bottles, change diapers, play peek a boo, and rock my little cousins to sleep. So why was everybody so shocked that I became pregnant? Oh yea, I was only 14 years old!! I wasn't even out of middle school yet and there I found myself picking out names for a baby. My mom wasn't very happy, she tried to get me to stop seeing Santiago aka Taco. She even threatened to put him away in jail, "Because a 21 year old man has no business with a 14 year old girl." is something she would always say. I didn't listen to her. I skipped school, and I even tried to run away for a few days just to be with him. We partied all the time I was with him. Mostly smoked weed, there
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I didn't want any kind of complications during my pregnancy or labor. My goal was to be the best teen mom, I took parenting classes that my high school offered, I ate right, I got my exercise during school walking around the campus to all my classes, I never missed a doctors visit. I was so intrigued about the little life growing inside of me. It was the best blessing I could ever receive. December 31, 1998 at 3o'clock in the morning I went into labor, I was 15 years old. It wasn't all that bad, at least not like I expected it to be, 10 hours later I had a beautiful, healthy son, we named him Isaiah Solomon Valde. I was so in love with him, I didn't want him to leave my sight! I wanted to capture everything and hold it in my mind and heart forever. The first couple of months were hectic! Taco wasn't coming home at night, I was running out of formula and diapers for our son. When he did decide to come home he was always broke. My mom had had enough and she kicked him out. I was furious! Where was he supposed to go? I begged my mom to please let him stay, she wouldn't side with me. I decided to leave with him and our son. Isaiah wasn't even six weeks and we were already
I didn't want any kind of complications during my pregnancy or labor. My goal was to be the best teen mom, I took parenting classes that my high school offered, I ate right, I got my exercise during school walking around the campus to all my classes, I never missed a doctors visit. I was so intrigued about the little life growing inside of me. It was the best blessing I could ever receive. December 31, 1998 at 3o'clock in the morning I went into labor, I was 15 years old. It wasn't all that bad, at least not like I expected it to be, 10 hours later I had a beautiful, healthy son, we named him Isaiah Solomon Valde. I was so in love with him, I didn't want him to leave my sight! I wanted to capture everything and hold it in my mind and heart forever. The first couple of months were hectic! Taco wasn't coming home at night, I was running out of formula and diapers for our son. When he did decide to come home he was always broke. My mom had had enough and she kicked him out. I was furious! Where was he supposed to go? I begged my mom to please let him stay, she wouldn't side with me. I decided to leave with him and our son. Isaiah wasn't even six weeks and we were already