Kathe Hoch Childhood

Her life changed so rapidly, going from outgoing to a shut-in, laughed at due to her iniquities. Not wanted to deal with the frustrations of public school, she decided to go to Lexington School for the Deaf. She exceled there (well rounded) and was valedictorian her last 2 years

They kept their promise and on January 29, 2010 Tamara Emily Persell was born. I remember it as if it was yesterday and consider it one of the happiest days of my life; however with the little bundle of joy that we as a family lovingly call Toma, came a lot of responsibilities and life in the household was never the same. Before that time my mom did everything around the house and was too involved in my life. After Toma came home, each of us took on part of the chores, helping out with the laundry, cooking and cleaning. Also after her birth I was not the only child anymore and was not on the top everybody’s priority list. I remember feeling more free than ever before, since all the attention was finally lifted off. This also contributed to my entering of adulthood, since all of a sudden I had more responsibilities and freedom than ever before. This experience taught me valuable life

In 2011 Angela Hamberger (who is now 21) was interviewed by The Candie’s Foundation. She tells the foundation of her story when she got pregnant with her son and the challenges she faces. She gave birth when she was nineteen and not aloud to see the father of her child, therefore forcing her to become a single mom. It was not easy for her to be a single mom. After a month of being a newly single aged mom she was diagnosed with depression caused from all the stress and frustration brought down on her from family and life itself. Over the two years her son has been alive they have moved four times and yet to find a stable home. Her son is very happy and healthy and shows no signs or being affected by his mother’s depression.

There are approximately 353,000 children born every day. A handful of these children are born and end up leaving prodigious legacies behind... but what about the rest? Imagine… it's 2:54 in the morning and for some this would be the greatest time in their life, being that their child will be born into the world. For Jess, a soon-to-be parent,knows that having a baby will wipe away her savings in the blink of an eye. With the father of the child nowhere to be found, what kind of life would this newborn baby and mother have? What would their quality of life be? Jess knows she could give up the baby, but the thought of knowing her child is living in a world without her takes as much away from her as keeping the child would. If the clock could

I could sit here and share with the board a sad story of a young child whose single mother worked the graveyard shift every day of the week, just to provide for her four young children. I could also share how despondent that I felt growing up, and how my mother shopped for my clothes from thrift shops, how she would get excited when she found something named brand for us. But I won't do that, instead I would like to introduce you to a delightfully chaotic little girl named Audriana- Faith. On August 15, 2012 Audriana-Faith was born at 1:41 am, weighing in 6 pounds and 12 ounces. The day my daughter was born was a day embedded in my memory, but it was not the best day of my life. I know that's what you're supposed to say, but becoming a mother

I was always with other people’s children and now I was going to have one that will be here with me every second of the day. I was not able to give this one back; this child will not be with me for a small duration of time this child will be with me forever. I knew I had to make sure my child will be well-rounded. Meaning that he or she will have compassion for others, create and maintaining an academic foundation and possessing values. I had to make

Carleen’s first pregnancy, starting in 1979 and ending in 1980, was out of wedlock and happened before meeting her ex-husband. During this pregnancy, she was a lower class, sixteen-year-old high schooler that resided in Detroit, Michigan. As of now and at the time of her interview, Carleen is a Christian, African American fifty-two-year-old woman with a Master’s Degree who is divorced with five daughters. She resides in Warren, Michigan and works at St. John Hospital as a parenting teacher. Given how long ago her first pregnancy was and that she had four pregnancies afterward, I was surprised by the amount of detail she recollected. Carleen had explained the level of ambiguity that came with being pregnant for the first time. Her body had changed, and she was unsure of how her mother would take the news. This fear of the unknown had led her to live with her older sister for three months before telling her mother the news. Thankfully, her mother took the news better than expected and assisted Carleen with prenatal responsibilities such as helping her maintain a healthy diet and moving her to a school for pregnant teens because she had physically struggled with the stairs at her traditional high

Sixteen years ago, Skylar Blaize Pichey was born. She was born to a single mother, who got pregnant the first time she had sex. Her mom thought she loved this man, but soon came to realize he was no good when he hit her. She moved back in with her parents and was living with them during this time. Skylar was born 6lbs 6oz, just a little thing. Her mother’s only child, at the time and present day. Her mother fell in love at first sight. She was cared for by her mother and her grandparents, her father was occasionally around to see her, until her mother decided he would not be a part of their lives.

For my interview I decided to talk to a young mother that I met in one of my classes. For her privacy I will call her Sofia. Sofia told me that she had her first child at the age of 17. At this young age she was very unprepared for what was to come.

On the day of November 30,2000, Jennifer and Travis Vineyard’s second son, Hayden Matthew, was born inside of a room at the University of Tennessee Hospital in Knoxville, Tennessee. I was born in November, but my parents were expecting me to be born in January of 2001, making me a premature. I was very small as a baby with only being 3 pounds and 15 ounces. I was the smallest baby in my family. As a baby I was hard to handle with not being able to breath on my own, my family was being hopeful that I would survive, the doctors weren’t. And with a little bit of praying, I was able to start breathing on my own.

So she had to move to South Carolina with her mother and stepfather. Once she moved her she felt like her life had took a tragic turn. Her stepfather was abusive to her mother and he really didn’t want her to live with them. She felt out of place and she really missed her father and the way she was use to growing up.

This project, The Costs of Raising a Baby, taught me new information, but basically reinstated what I already knew. Prior to this project, I was aware that raising a baby, especially a newborn, all without insurance and by yourself takes a lot of time and money that I don’t have. It is already extremely difficult to raise a child as an adult, therefore much harder as a teenager who’s still in school and is too young to get a lot of jobs.

“What the hell do you mean he moved away 4 months ago?” I yelled at my mother and she shushed me. “Babe, it’s important to keep calm at this time during the pregnancy.” She said as she took me back inside. I didn’t care but I did care at the same time. This was my only child, it was a miracle I had even kept this child and not had a miscarriage. This baby kept me alive, and in return i kept her alive.

As a young girl I had a love of learning and a thirst for knowledge, which unfortunately waned as I entered my teen years. While attending Jenks High School, I met a young man who was to become my future husband. Like many young girls; I dreamt of getting married, becoming a mom, and starting a family. The need for a good education became increasingly unnecessary in my young, naive mind; after all, I was going to be a stay at home wife and mother, marrying a man that came from a family experiencing incredible financial success. So with all the wisdom of a seventeen year old girl, I made the decision to drop out of high school and get married, giving birth to my daughter almost two months after my eighteenth birthday. As we all know, in real life, there are rarely fairytale happy endings and no, we did not live happily ever after.

From the moment she was born I knew she was different, arriving much earlier than expected, and frightening me to death with her little surprise. Then mere seconds later, after the doctor removed the umbilical cord from around her little pink neck, I heard her soft, sweet cry. In that instant, I knew she would be mama’s little fighter. Now here we are, 10 years later, and she still manages to amaze me every day. My daughter, Alexis, has tremendously changed my life and made me a better person by teaching me patience, showing me strength, and motivating me to improve myself.