Teenage Mum

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Drip drip the rain gently falls she looks out on the empty streets lined with ugly walls. Five minutes peace this may be all she’ll get the baby is asleep and he’s not crying yet.

Long lonely hours why is life so cruel, she even now regrets all the hours she wasted avoiding  school. Her boyfriend does not care for her even less for the boy they argue every evening so short lived was their joy.

She had just been fifteen he had been the same they felt so clever and grown up it was like a game.

He could of gone to Uni that’s what everybody said but they wanted to get married, soon all their dreams were dead. He worked with a plumber but apprentices’ pays not much the money hardly met their needs and with all her friends she lost touch.

Every day was lonely everyday the same a round of washing, feeding, sleeping inside a nagging pain. Yes she loved her baby she did her very best but he never slept at night so neither she or her boyfriend ever got any rest.

He got up and left early and “deserved” an evening drink with his mates while she washed the nappies and put away the plates.They always seemed to argue they soon began to fight and many, many was the time she cried herself to sleep alone at night.

Then one day she saw a persistent butterfly, outside of her window fluttering by and by. She watched it for hours as it a dance it did fly she was so wound up in this she did not hear her baby cry. Tears fell freely from her dull and tired eyes she could not help herself as she opened up the window and stepped outside to fly.

22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Missus Tribble
    Oct 05, 2012 @ 08:34:42

    Very sad and so often too true.

    My neice fell pregnant at 16 because a doctor prescribed her some medication and didn’t tell her that it would stop her Pill from working. The father did a runner, but fortunately my sister is brilliant and supported my neice throughout. Her son was so premature that he had to spend time on a ventilator, but he’s a gorgeous healthy toddler now – and my neice met someone new, they were allocated a house together and they have a daughter of their own with plans to marry.

    I, too, have been a young single mother (through divorce) and I remember those times of loneliness and depression. I though my life was over.


    • willowdot21
      Oct 05, 2012 @ 11:25:02

      Rose I know that you have had hard times and had to struggle until recently (so to speak) when you met D. I am so pleased for your niece and I hope she will go from strength to strength.
      I, though married, had to spend long periods alone with the baby in a remote house like you I felt my life was at an end. We do not all survive. I sometimes wonder if the young girls of today see a baby in a pushchair as a status symbol with no idea of the changes and sacrifices that you have when a young baby is in your care. If this poem makes one young girl stop and think or someone who can help, help! ‘


      • Missus Tribble
        Oct 05, 2012 @ 11:31:30

        I’ve Tweeted it, saying that teenage mums need our support and not society’s disdain. Many of those young girls – my neice included – become pregnant through no fault of their own (lack of education, lack of information concerning a medical issue… I could go on). My sister is one of the few who chose to become a mother at 16 – and she was born for the role, I have to say – and this meant that, when my niece discovered her unplanned pregnancy, she wasn’t afraid to tell her Mum. No girl should be afraid to tell their family because these things happen.

      • willowdot21
        Oct 05, 2012 @ 12:28:19

        I agree no girl or boy for that matter should ever be afraid to tell their parents that they are pregnant or any other problem. Sadly they usually are.Thank you for tweeting the need for people to help and not ostracise them. There are so many things wrong in the world these days we should not make more!

  2. mominalatif
    Oct 05, 2012 @ 13:09:03

    So real, and i like the imagery you present!
    The last paragraph was my favorite because it held so many emotions, like the grief of death but happiness for freedom


  3. Memo
    Oct 05, 2012 @ 14:15:52

    honestly i blame the community for all the teenage moms out there….


    • willowdot21
      Oct 05, 2012 @ 14:25:37

      Yes everything is about sex, films, TV,books music and videos they have to be slim they have to be sexy! Then they are plonked in a flat somewhere with no contact with family. Mind you some of them are better off without their family…. what a world!


  4. Clanmother
    Oct 05, 2012 @ 20:59:57

    Your thoughtful and compassionate words are so needed in our world. Thank you…


  5. simon7banks
    Oct 12, 2012 @ 09:27:51

    Painful, beautiful, accurate.


  6. offshore company
    Oct 13, 2012 @ 17:05:25

    One mistake many new moms tend to make is trying to accomplish everything at once. As soon as the baby goes down for her nap, mom starts laundry, cleaning house and starting dinner. Being supermom is going to result in you becoming extremely tired and running out of stamina quite quickly. This will leave you with nothing left to give the rest of your family at the end of the day.


    • willowdot21
      Oct 15, 2012 @ 19:42:45

      You are so right, having been there and done that myself I feel sure from your reply that you have been there too. I am never sure when I see a business address in comments but you have so much of sense to say I felt your comment needed to be aired.
      There is a lot of pressure on young mums to deliver and when they are young teenagers heads full of fairytale endings it can be a harsh awakening.


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