My little girls

I am going to start with my childhood. My childhood wasn’t a loving happy place for me. I didn’t have the loving sweet parents like I thought everyone else had. I didn’t have a great childhood at all. In fact it was violent and abusive. But I had met my girls dad when I was 12 and I fell in love with him. Then I got pregnant with my first daughter. She was so beautiful. Everyone always said she was the most beautiful baby they ever saw. But I didn’t know what I was doing because I was just 16. I had her sister 3 years later then I had my 3rd daughter 4 years after my middle daughter. So they are pretty spaced out. I was a horrible mother and I didn’t even know. I just did what I was taught. I always yelled and threatened but never followed through with my threats lol. But the main thing is that all of my kids are successful and I’m very proud of them. I have so much to say about my life I don’t know where to start so I’m just going to start with my kids. I love everyone of them just the same. They’re equally beautiful and smart. They all have their own personality and attitude lol. I don’t want anyone to think I didn’t do right by my kids because I saw I was a horrible mother. I just mean I feel guilty for not being like ‘June cleaver’ I was loving unlike my parents. But I just didn’t know how to be a mom. I only got pregnant to get out of my parents house. I didn’t realize it was going to be a lifelong thing. But I did the best I could do with what I knew. I love my girls. Very much. But I have to admit.. the grandkids are even better lol. Anyway. I had my oldest daughter when I was 16. I went in labor on thanksgiving day 1994. I couldn’t even eat thanksgiving dinner. I was in hard labor. I had her at 12:05 am the next morning. Most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I had her at just the right time in my life. She weighed 8 pounds and 6 1/2 ounces. 21 1/2 inches long. My mother of course was there. My girls daddy was there. And after I had her my room was full of family and friends backed all the way out my door down the hall. I wasn’t really with it I hadn’t slept in 24 hours and pushing and all that pain. But it was worth it. She brought my 3 oldest grandkids into the world. I couldn’t be happier. I then got pregnant with my middle daughter. I was 19 years old. I still wasn’t really experienced at being a mom. I know I made mistakes and I’m really getting punished for them now. I had my middle daughter just at the right time also. She was also the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I had her at4:15 am in a different hospital than I had my oldest in. But I also didn’t have insurance. It was still a wonderful experience. My mom was there of course but their daddy wasn’t. She weighed 7 pounds 15 1/2 ounces. 20 inches long. She was my short chunky baby. I think she was my best one as far as crying and screaming. She never made a peep. Then 4 years later I had my last one. My youngest and most beautiful thing I had ever seen as well. She weighed 9 pounds 3 ounces and 21 1/2 inches long. She was my biggest one and most mean one lol. She’s very sweet like my other two. I also had her at a different hospital than my other two. All 3 of them were birthed at different hospitals. Their daddy was there for the last one. Just not my middle one. I hope you all enjoyed my short story of my 3 girls that I love so much.