Here is a poem one of our members wrote… Even though it’s from a ways back (when we had our Communities), I just had to share when I stumbled upon it! 🙂
Author: Justine Aubrey
The stick turned pink and that was that,
the day my old life left and would never come back.
My friends dwindled as my belly grew,
I felt alone, scared, and with out a clue.
Married, with child, at such a young age,
I watched my friends go out and play,
college, the party life, and who knows what else,
sometimes they came around, but I was always by myself.
A baby brought a joy to my life,
and also the reality that I was a mother and a wife.
People starred at the child I held, ones I used to identify with myself.
They didnt understand that my duties were at home,
sometimes it was so difficult, young and on my own.
2 a.m. feedings for us meant two different things,
while I sat up feeding baby, they were drunk eating pancakes.
They didnt understand why I couldnt stop what I do,
to go hang out with them, they didnt have a clue.
Alone, with a child, a husband, as his wife,
I felt trapped and alone, nothing for a life.
Searching with my keyboard, I came across a place,
with women just like me, young, married, kids,
curiousity struck my face…
Young Married Mommies, a group of girls like me!
I was shocked, I was excited, and most of all relieved!
My heart always told me, that life was right on track,
even though my new life took some getting used to,
and my old life would not come back.
I met wonderful women, who understood my pains,
they understood the importance of what was to be gained.
They related to my hardships, never once was judged,
for they understood being a young married mommy,
and filled my heart with love.
We share our stories, we laugh sometimes, we vent, complain and give advice.
We send congrats and internet hugs, and welcome with open arms,
to girls just like us.
I have shared the birth of one more baby,
some members did the same.
we’ve added others to our group,
with open minds and loving hearts,
because these women are just that way.
I may not see them face to face,
but thats alright to me,
and when my husband goes off to work,
sometimes I’m lonely,
but wth out fail, I can head to the net
and click just one, two, three,
and there is always something going on,
with the girls who are just like me.
