“I now see how owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we will ever do.”
I shared a post on Instagram about being a teenage mother and how I was ashamed.
I remember when I first starting working in a corporate office and being asked about my family. I would just say that I had 2 boys. I would not want to share their ages. I was ashamed. I worked in an office of women that were in their thirties and forties. They had degrees and had husbands and were just starting to have kids. I was in my 20’s with two kids. It was awkward because the things they were going through I had already experienced.
I felt this way for years and would avoid certain conversations.
Thinking about it now, they never made me feel any kind of way, I really think it was my own insecurities. I don’t think they really ever thought about it or had any kind of judgement toward me. It was crazy because this was not my first job. I had worked since I was around 15 or 16 years old. I think the difference was the this was more of a professional career versus a starter jobs that I had been working. In the other jobs I had I was ok with sharing because I could relate more to the other employees. We were around the same age, had similar backgrounds, and were striving to move up to a different position.
I know the more that I am comfortable with sharing my story the more confident I become. I now share everything about my kids. I am a proud mother who could have made other choices and things could have been different (good or bad). I love to say that my son is 21 or that I have college student. It really makes me really happy to be able to show my pride for all of my kids.
Not sure exactly when this change took place but I am happy that it did. I am starting to live in my truth. I am starting to share my story. I am no longer ashamed of being a young mom. I am no longer ashamed of making a choice to have kids young. It really is all a reflection of who I am and the choices I made.