Writing An Essay On How You First Felt To Become A Parent (Essay Sample)

How I Became a Parent
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How I Became a Parent
My mother and I never wanted to talk about issues surrounding my love stories. She knew I was a lesbian and never in my lifetime wanted to have an experience with boys. One Tuesday, at supper time 0ne year ago I found myself talking to my mother. As it is obvious, we always beat around the bush before going to the point. We discussed few things like weather and our jobs. Finally, I had no option rather than telling her what exactly it is I wanted her to hear. I had no idea on how I was supposed to bring this topic up because it was long since I had talked to my mom about issues surrounding my personal life.
“Mm, u know I don’t date boys?”
“Yes”… she waited for me to continue. She had accepted that I was a lesbian and she was even proud of me.
“Ok... I decided to try dating boys. Even men…”
My mother was silent waiting for me to continue. I felt uneasy like that time I was breaking the news to her that I was a lesbian.
“…I carried out a pregnancy, and it turned out to be positive.” I did not want her to interrupt me so I rushed the rest out before she could say anything. “The father and I stopped dating, but still I am having the baby.”I expected my mother to be happy because she was going to be a grandmother soon, but all my mother could say was.
“Oh.”
I found out that I was pregnant when I started feeling some different things in my life like starting to eat a lot. It was absurd for a lesbian to become a mother but is till took it. Immediately I started telling everybody I knew. I remember there was a time my lesbian friend slapped me and told me that I should remember to use a condom to avoid bringing shame to the human race. I started attending clinics and scan. During my first scan, I walked into the ultrasound room very nervous and desperately wanting to pee. I could imagine that maybe I was no pregnant it was only a wild imagination I had. I was expecting the doctor to confirm my imagination.
“There is the heartbeat” my doctor interrupted my wild thinking. At first, I thot he meant my heartbeat as it was bursting loudly.
Traveling pregnant was the hardest thing I ever experienced during that period. I could walk around and go to the beach to try and have some fresh air and forget about my stress for even a second. I watched movies, read books and ate bananas the whole day. I was no longer the girl who dressed so smartly instead I walked almos...