In the beginning...

Just a little about me and my family...so you know what I'm talking about when I write about them :)

Growing up,I had a great life. I had loving, caring parents who were always there for me. I loved horses with a passion and I was basically a good kid. I had a great life!

I ended up getting pregnant in high school. The beginning of my senior year. It was not with a steady boyfriend, not even someone I was "dating". It's not something I'm proud of,but you'll see how this all turns out as you keep reading. I was 17, the guy was 15 (yikes...I sure did "rock the cradle" didn't I?). It was a complete mistake (against popular belief...protection WAS used, it obviously failed!). I never once doubted what I was going to do. I am not against abortion, it just wasn't something I wanted. Selfishly as it sounds, adoption was definately something I didn't want to do! I could never live with myself knowing I had a child out in the world that I didn't know about. I decided right away to go on with the pregnancy and keep the baby. I didn't think the father of the baby would have anything to do with us, and I was okay with that. He was only 15 and I made the decision without him to keep this baby. I gave him the option to walk away, no questions asked and no hard feelings. I truly was in this on my own. He didn't walk away. My parents were supportive. Sad, but supportive.

Well, let me tell you, being pregnant in high school is not something I recommend. It was extremely rough. They don't make desks big enough for pregnant students!! Ok, well, when I found out I was pregnant I was scared to raise a baby obviously. A baby is hard work! So, when I was 13 weeks along, I went for a prenatal visit and they set me up for an ultrasound (back then I guess it wasn't routine)because they said I was measuring a little big for 13 weeks. I AM only 5 feet tall and just about 100 lbs, so they weren't really too worried that I was already starting to show a bit. What came next, changed my life in more ways than I can count...all for the better. Imagine the shock of the ultrasound technician when two young kids in high school come walking in, pregnant, to get an ultrasound and during the ultrasound find not a baby but......TWO BABIES!!!!

Ok, just my luck.

Yes, we were pregnant with twins. In highschool. Rumors spread quickly and before I knew it everyone was calling me a "fake" just to get attention and how no one really thought I was pregnant (other than my close friends who saw the ultrasound pictures). There was no denying it that I was pregnant though two months later when I started to show. ONce again, I asked Isaiah (the father of the babies) if he wanted "Get the heck outta dodge". Nope. He was in it for the long run. Amazingly mature for a 15 yr old boy!!

I won't bore you with the long details of the pregnancy, the newborns, how hard it was, blah, blah blah...it was so long ago I can't really remember it anyway. To make a long story short...the twins are now 14. They will be 15 this summer. I got pregnant again when they were 7 and now have another daughter who will be 7 yrs old tomorrow. Yes, we stayed together. Yes, we got married (when the twins were 5) and yes we are still very happily married. Who would have thought?!

We are far from perfect, we have troubles and problems just like any other family but we try to stay possitive and be thankful for what we have. I am a stay at home mom (actually, I don't do much staying at home since I'm usually running the kids around wherever they need to go) and I wouldn't have it any other way!