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I live in Australia, my ancestry is in Cornwall. a Celt. a hedgewitch of sorts. I am an Earth Healer. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. A gypsy. An eccentric. a mystic. I am a searcher, a seeker, a pilgrim on Earth. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. I love to dream, to walk and to wonder

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February 10, 2006

31 years ago - a little bit of ms*robyn history


I was just 17 and pregnant ~ ready to give birth to my first baby. Yes! I was a teenage mother and back then,it was frowned upon. You 'had' to get married, which I did. oh the shame of it. I can remember finding out when I was just pregnant and crying all the way home on the train from Sydney. And then having to tell my parents. Mum's reaction was - well it is better off not said and Dad's was not to worry we will stick by you. Of course when my son was born my mum immediately became a besotted Nana and has been ever since. My son can do no wrong. then came the rushed wedding, so that at least I wouldn't have an illegitimate child (does that mean if I had not have been married, my son would not have been legitimate? *legitimate -to make valid; to make lawful; to justify; to make permissible) I am still to work that one out. The morning sickness was atrocious and giving birth at 17 when I only weighed about 47 kilos myself, wasn't a wonderfully fulfilling experience either. No epidurals back then, just the good old gas - I think I actually emptied the bottle. and the breast feeding - well lets just say, it was NOT my cup of tea, at all. I became a widow, yes a, single mother just before my son turned 3. His dad was killed in a car accident. very sad but time goes on, life happens and you cope. However, I would hate for the same thing to happen to my daughters. You do miss out on alot when you become a mum at such a young age. I have never worked outside the home since having him. I have been lucky in that I could afford to stay home but there were also alot of sacrifices to allow me to do that. I don't have a 'career' to fall back on unless professional blogger is classed as a job description. And you know what? I have never once regretted having my boy - he is a husband and dad himself now and a fine man. I am so proud and so very lucky.

17 Comments:

Blogger Alice said...

Do I assume that today is Caine's birthday? If so, I hope he has a very happy day.

You have certainly had a lot to deal with in your young life, Robyn, but managed to rear a wonderful family and create a secure and loving home and household for them all. You've done well. Don't for one moment regret not having a career; I think homemaking was meant to be your career.

8:41 am  
Blogger Amy said...

I'm glad that you got to keep him, you're right tho, things were very different in those days.

9:01 am  
Blogger melissa said...

Isn't it amazing what we go through when we look back on it.

Thanks for sharing another story from your heart.

Love to you, sweet mama!

9:13 am  
Blogger Mindy said...

We have quite a few things in common...beng teenage mothers for starters!! Being a mother is the most important job we can have!! Thank you for sharing from your heart, it made me smile and validates me too!!
Have a lovely day dear!

9:38 am  
Blogger Peggy said...

Robyn, just another reason that we were sisters in a past life. I married at 17 had my daughter at 18, had 2 more daughters and then my husband died. It took me 8 yrs for a 4 yr degree so I did work outside the home but only because I had to. I love being a housewife more than anything else in the world and am blessed I have a husband that loves that too. Hugs my friend... you are one strong lady.

10:51 am  
Blogger Calidore said...

You were so lucky to be able to keep your boy. Ashley is adopted, his biological mother was only 16 when she had him and was unable to keep him. For many years he felt he had not been wanted. Nothing could be further from the truth, but it left it's mark on him. God Willing one day he will meet his mother and old wounds will be given a chance to heal. Give your boy a hug from us. I bet he is so proud of his Mum. Don't ever regret that you didn't have a career. Your family IS your career - and I couldn't think of a better one.

Hugs

Catherine

1:24 pm  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

Happy Day to you for growing up with a baby in your arms and being a strong woman!

7:28 pm  
Blogger Connie and Rob said...

I am sure you have a wonderful son because you were there for him. One never expects to encounter what is on our path in life and it is how we choose to handle the bumps and cracks that makes us what we are today. I wish you all good things to you and your family in the future.

Thanks for sharing your story.
Connie

9:23 pm  
Blogger dolly said...

oh my goodness Ms*R I cried when I read that entry...what a lot you went through, I feel honoured to be considered one of your friends...

I had a baby at 24 which now is considered pretty young, I too hav not worked outside the home since then and sometimes feel like my independant life never really got started and then I look at friends of mine who are in their mid thirties and have only just had their first baby and I sigh to myself and think ahhh I am so pleased I had our first baby when I was young....and like you he is the love of my life and a complete darling...I couldn't have asked for a better child...

sending you love dollx

10:53 pm  
Blogger Carol said...

Oh my Robyn you've really had a lot to go through in your life! Becoming a mum at 17 would mean that my daughter would have a one year old child now, hard to imagine and becoming a widow with only 20 years of age is even harder to imagine! I've never married and my daughter still is absolutely legal btw, but that was only 18 years ago and not 31 years which I think is a difference concerning the thoughts of people, if you now what I mean.

10:54 pm  
Blogger Kristy said...

Thanks for sharing a piece of yourself.For opening you heart and allowing us to see a little of you.For sharing your love,your lfe and your precious thoughts.When life throws us problems how we deal with them sculpts our future yours should be a masterpiece!

3:39 am  
Blogger Maggie Ann said...

Dear Robyn, you are a wonderful Mum! I'm so sorry to hear that you had such sadness in your life,losing your 1st husband.. you've obviously coped with such grace and love. God has strengthened & blessed you to be such a strong and loving woman as you are. We lost our first daughter to a-plastic anemia when she was 16 years old. My life is richer for having had and loved her and I know I will be with her again in glory. Sad things happen, but as you said, life and time move on and God gives us the strength to trust him as we move on too. Blessings to you sweet Robyn.

8:45 am  
Blogger HomemakerAng said...

What a wonderful story, though sorry to hear about losing your first husband... can you believe you made it though and did a great job at that!

8:58 am  
Blogger HomemakerAng said...

your family is "your message"... I cannot think of a more important one!

8:59 am  
Blogger herhimnbryn said...

Thankyou for sharing such a personal history.

11:42 am  
Blogger Garden girl said...

oh what a lovely post - I really enjoyed reading it - it made me sad, refelctive, and happy an dproud for you that you have such a wonderful son...and glad......that things have changed since those days! ( I too have my own personal reasons for saying that)

11:43 pm  
Blogger Toni said...

Thanks for sharing Robyn, I admire your dedication and courage! I was a teenage bride, some said it would never last but here we are today..21 years later! xox.

3:30 am  

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