My first year of parenthood was at first happy,then sad but ended joyfill.
When I was 18 years old and still in high school,Ifound out I was two months pregnant with my first child. My sister and I lived together in a two bedroom apartment. It was only for a couple of monthes and then she went to live with her boyfriend. The day she left was the day I found out that I was... Sign in to see full entry.