I never imagined I will be changing diapers at twenty three years. A young naive girl who just wanted to explore things but ended up pregnant,all unplanned.
Campus life was sweet,the weekend hangout with friends,going for karaokes not to mention the freedom which comes with being away from the parents.For the first time in my life I got a boyfriend (the rules at home were tight so I had never dated before).My boyfriend was somehow abusive to me,he would beat me at times and lock me out at night,these were actually red flags but I think red was my favourite color that time.I loved him irregardless .We would break up and end up getting back together.I honestly lacked exposure so I thought that was actually love.
I was a fourth year student in her last semester,and boom things started going south.I happened to be pregnant.I honestly didn't expect it because I knew I had not messed up ,but my boyfriend knew exactly what was going on(it was a trap).The fact that he knew I was pregnant even before I ran a pregnancy test meant that he actually knew what he was doing.I could not break the news to my parents because things at home were not good.I came from a poor background and my family had a lot of expectations from me.I felt like I was stuck in a pit. My emotions were all over the place—fear, confusion, hope. I was young, unsure, and worried about the future. But deep inside, something told me: you’re about to become someone’s whole world.The early days weren’t easy. I had dreams. I wanted to work, finish school, build a life—but now I had a baby on the way. I faced judgment, pressure, and loneliness. But I also discovered a new kind of strength. I realized that motherhood doesn’t mean the end of your goals—it just changes your path.
No one really talks about the nights you cry alone, or how exhausting it is to try and be “perfect.” I battled self-doubt and guilt. But every time my child smiled at me, I felt purpose. I wasn’t just surviving—I was growing into someone better.I was somehow depressed because the baby daddy was still violent but I had to be strong for the little one.
As my child grew, so did I. I learned to balance motherhood with ambition. I started exploring ways to make money online, design using Canva, and create content I loved—all with my child by my side. I was no longer just a young mom—I was becoming a creator, businesswoman, and a stronger version of myself.I am raising a queen who I want to be better .To anyone out there who is in the same situation ,you are not alone.Just hang in there .It gets better.
