Words Failing

So many things that I could say
Yet words are failing me of late!
Stress, confusion and anger are rife
But to put into words is far from simple!
Not all is so negative

I drifted in memories after a question
Drifted back to a time I was young
I was enjoying working, I was just 18
I would work all week to party all weekend
I was not stupid or too naive, I was having fun

I met a "great guy" and we continued the fun
Obstacles were quickly overcome, it was all good
I was late, we both came back to earth with a thud
Though we'd only been together a short time
I was pregnant and we were having a baby

"How did you feel as a pregnant teen?"
This is the question that sent me back to the memories
I always hated the term "pregnant teen" applied to me
I had been working, paying bills for over a year
After all I was an adult!

For me there was never a question of what I should do
I was scared shitless, but I was on my way to motherhood
I would have done it alone if need be, I have now anyway
My family was supportive, his tried to be in their own way
I loved every minute of being pregnant, of life growing within!

I don't believe anyone can be "prepared" for their first child
Age is of little consequence in that regard
You're never prepared for the ultimate in pain, during labour
You're never prepared for the complete turning upside down of life
You're certainly never prepared for the love you are capable of

So I guess as a "pregnant teen" I felt like most first time mothers
Scared that I would not be a good mother
Excited and scared that I was responsible for a new little person
Most of all I felt this indescribable love from the second I knew
I wouldn't have believed it could become stronger, but it has!

Perhaps I'm looking back through rose tinted glasses