Once I became a mother my own free will has been compromised. I no longer get to do whatever I want to do. Before I had my daughter I was able to do whatever I wanted without having to worry about anything or anyone but myself. I got eat whatever I wanted, drink whatever I wanted, and hang out with whoever I wanted. That all changed once I found out I was pregnant.
About four years ago I found out I was pregnant. It was on unplanned pregnancy. At the time I was taking care of my uncle and aunt. My uncle is bed bound and needs to be rolled over and given a bath. I had to tell him the news. At first it was no big deal for me to clean with certain cleaners, but as the pregnancy continued I could not use chemicals like bleach. The bigger I got
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Many of my friends did not have children and wanted to continue to party and do as they pleased. I had to stop for the well-being of my unborn baby. I ended up losing some friends over that. Protection my baby is worth losing all the friends in the world. I had to stop doing many things I enjoyed. I couldn’t swim every day like I use to and it was hard to do tasks that needed me to stand for long periods of time. I wasn’t able to mow my grass or do any cosmetics to my house. My independence slowly slipped away during my pregnancy.
My free will was compromised because I made the choice to make my life about my baby and not my own selfish wants or desire. At work I did not want to strain myself and cause my baby to have discomfort or possibly have a miscarriage. My baby was worth more than my free will. In a way I guess I still did have free will but chose to make her life more important than my wants. When it came to the social seen, I just stayed at home and did the best I could get things ready for the big day. Not being able to do the activities I loved like swimming really did get me down, but I knew she was worth
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I had to wake p to feed her and change her diapers. Once becoming a mother all I wanted to do was take care of her. My wants and desires from a free will perspective were gone. I put my daughter before me. That is how I compromised. Even to this day I still compromise things that I want to do for her and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Other people should react the same way I did in my situation. In some cases I know I did not act the way I should have. I feel that your attitude towards a given situation is important. Try not to make every conflict out to be a big event. It is hard to not have our free will. I also feel that people should resolve their conflicts on a moral basis. I know that some woman that are pregnant do not understand the consequences of their actions when it comes to their unborn baby. I feel people should do research on the conflict. They should also ask themselves if what they are doing is right or wrong.
I believe people should follow the rules. If you don’t follow the rules you could get in trouble or cause harm to someone else. Some rules are made for the safety of one's self and others around. It is important to me that people follow rules. There are times when you need to break the rules to do the right things. Sometimes gong with ethics, or moral principles, is the right choice to
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Take a moment to think about this: you and your significant other just took the step to become parents. Though you are young, you both believed it was time and went ahead and brought a baby into your lives. Staring at your baby and your spouse with loving eyes, you do not think life can get any better. However blissful life may seem, things soon come crashing down. You and your significant other work average wage jobs and are having a hard-enough time supporting each other, and now the cost of diapers, clothes, furniture, formula and baby food are creeping in on you and sucking the life out of your bank account. You want to spend time with your new bundle of joy, but suddenly, your baby is being ripped out of your hands and being sent to an
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I could not help but think that I may forget and leave her in the car, or rush out the house and leave her home alone. I know that may sound crazy, but I always doing things that. I remember my mom telling me everyday that if my head was not already attached to my body, I would lose it. It's crazy because in health class we did the whole egg baby project, and needless to say I left my poor little defenseless baby egg on the school. Since that day, everyone would always tell me that a baby would not be for me. But regardless of how I felt, this baby was coming into this world whether I wanted it too or not. I have no choice but to grow up, accept responsibility and get prepared. So instead of relaxing and hanging out friends, I went to college and work and saved the money to prepare for the few months that I could not work.
I did not want the same life for my child. It would have broken my heart to have to see my kid feel my pressures.
In short, Robin W. Simon’s article “Bundle of Trouble” provides ample evidence that parenthood has several emotional benefits, but some of these benefits are overshadowed by the financial, emotional, and social disadvantages associated with parenting. I recommend this article to individuals who are planning to have children because it might help them make more informed
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This experience really hasn’t changed my life plans. This being because I never intended on having children so therefore I wouldn’t say that it doesn’t affect some people's point of view but personally my thought/plan of the future is the same. I feel that if the problem presented itself that I wouldn’t be the worst parent that there ever was. Having children at a young age however, is something that no one really can say that they will fully be able to handle because no matter what age no one is really ever fully prepared for children and the stress, burden, or expense that they
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I can honestly say going through labor was the most painful thing I had ever experienced. Once Freddrick finally did arrived I knew that I would love him unconditionally for the rest of my life. He was just as precious as he could be and didn’t have a worry in this world. I didn’t know the type of mother I would be, but I was determined to be a different type of teenage mother. I wanted to show everyone I might be young with a son, but I made sure Freddrick was taken care of financially, Freddrick came first in my life at all times, Freddrick had disciplined in his life, and that he would know that mommy would always love him regardless of what happens through life.
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Mother: I have a case of moderate arthritis from playing tennis and gardening, so my doctors were concerned about my body's ability to carry the pregnancy to full term and handle the full ordeal of the delivery. The birth of our child took a long time. I was in labor for nearly four days. We hired a lovely midwife who has specialized knowledge in handling special births, but after the second day, we decided to load me up in the car and head for the hospital. It was frightening, I suppose, but I also felt a clarity of purpose. I really wanted this baby and I knew that the baby's best chance and my best chance for survival was for me to stay calm and coherent as possible, for the sake of my family.