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.