“That’s almost… 30! That’s… so… OLD!”
And while I may be older than an average American mom, I can’t imagine it any other way.
I took a lot of the principles from my “Worth Waiting For” group and applied them to my own personal life. I’m not saying that I waited till my wedding night (love yall, but it aint none of yo business anyways!) BUT, I will say that a lot of what I learned and taught about some 10+ years ago proved to be true.
I met a man that I couldn’t imagine sharing the rest of my life without. In that loving, committed marriage, we made the decision to create a life, a child, together.
The thought of becoming a mother, even now at my age, is overwhelming at times. I’m experiencing the real joy, excitement and even fears of impending motherhood. I just can’t imagine dealing with all these feelings at a young age of 16. Even 19. Hell, even 25.
In my teenage years, sure, sex crossed my mind, but I had better plans in life that didn’t include carrying a baby along the way. I was a fortunate one who made the sometimes hard decision to wait for the right time.
I had the ability to experience college in a college age. I did the sorority thing. I had the late nights and the early mornings. I did the overkill on Domino’s and Chic-fil-a. I walked across a stage and received a well-earned diploma. I moved to a big city, lived by myself, and experienced corporate
. I did everything I had planned for myself. America
I feel like I owe a lot of my young choices to proper education about pre-marital sex and, my mother being open and honest with me about the subject, and a supportive group of friends who focused on other things in high school other than teen sex.
I like to think it truly paid off. And while looking 30 in the face and carrying my first child wasn’t in the 16 year old Jenn’s realm of thinking, I just can’t imagine it any other way.
THIS is what it feels like when it’s meant to be.