“I grew up with just one parent. Witnessing how hard it was, it never occurred to me that someday I would be going through the same fate as my mother. So when I got pregnant at a young age, I tried to brush off the idea that I will end up as a “single mom”. I was 18 and WAS very much inlove(or so I thought) with my ex.
I was so excited that we’d be having this little angel who I thought would be a reminder of our love for each other. I knew from the moment I’d give birth to her, I had to start taking life seriously and view it in a bigger picture. My mind was filled with happy ending fairytales and I was so sure that it would be a perfect family for the three of us. But I was wrong, because he wasn’t man enough to make decisions.
He had to follow whatever his mom would tell him to do. His mom told me that her husband has a heart problem and they dont want to risk his health upon knowing my situation so they decided to keep me hidden from him or any of their relatives that knew me. They had me isolated because they weren’t proud of what their son did. Know what worst, this mom even pushed him to get back with his ex-girlfriend just so he wouldn’t end up with me. I was already near my due when I found out and I was truly devastated!
Again I was 18, so naive and gullible! So there, I was left alone, hurt and crushed. I am grateful to have my family and friends who helped me during that detrimental times in my life. Oh well I’m not going to divulge further about how painful that was, how I sucked it up and how I moved on from there because it is going to be a loooong and another story. Fast forward, that’s how I get into the “single mom” scenario.
As a single mom, honestly, I lost my self-esteem. I thought I will never be the same again. I felt unwanted and unattractive. I lost the ability to make demands and choose carefully who would my next partner be. So on to my next relationship, I didnt choose a man who I liked/loved “ideally” instead I went choosing the person who accepted me and my situation.
But then I started to think, who am I fooling? I didn’t love the guy, I just loved the way he accepted me and my child. So let’s move on to the next guy, but let me choose someone I really like this time. It turned out that the person I like, though he “wanted” me too, didn’t want any part of this “instant family” dilemma! He made it clear that we shouldn’t take things seriously and I shouldn’t expect anything from him other than his “affection”. Oh wow. I said no.
From then on, I decided to just wait for the right person to come. Some came but not worthy enough to fight for. I still believed in happy endings though. I just didn’t know if I will be going to have one.”

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“Not long enough, I met this man. At first glance, I know this wasn’t the kind of man who will take things seriously(not while he was still on his partying/drinking prime).
But who cares, I wanted to loosen up a bit. So I decided to just play along with him for a week. Imagine, he was dating three other women that time but I didn’t mind. We started texting and calling each other, talking about things that didn’t really matter. We never expected how fast things eacalated from there.
The one week I told myself became a month, then a year. We became officially together. People mocked him,and made fun of him being an instant daddy. Everytime he’s drunk, he treated me so low and blamed me for every failure in his life. He thought of me as his “bad karma” for being a womanizer and taking his education for granted(took him 7 years to graduate).
He blamed me for every single thing. Again I thought, not my happy ending! He wanted me out of his life, begged me to just go away and leave him because he couldn’t. I knew he couldn’t. So many times, I wanted to give up and let him go. So many times I had to forgive myself for being so stupid. I felt how frustrated he was to fall in love with someone far from he imagined. I knew he was just confused.
And yes it was his PRIDE too.
I told him to just hang on and give it a try, listen to what his heart was telling him and ignore the rest. I was not the bad influence like his friends and family claimed me to be. I was there to pushed him all the way up. He was already flunking his grades when I met him but I helped him be the best he can be. I was the one who opened his eyes to see how difficult life was and that’s when he started appreciating every little things.
Later on he finally accepted me and my situation.
See, it took years for acceptance to play its part on our relationship. I felt that this person is worth fighting for, I felt how much he cares and loves me and I will not let other people decide who we end up with! I thought, since he already accepted me, that things will go smoothly from there. I was wrong again.
It was far from over. His family and friends didn’t like the idea of him dating a single mom and it took me three years to finally met them. I felt their disapproval right away, though they didnt tell it directly to my face, they openly tell other people that they didn’t like me for their brother. Lot of things happened and lot of hateful comments were thrown at me. Words you couldn’t even swallow. Because of my love for him, I ignored it all and aspired more to fight for what we have.
And I knew that what we have is worth fighting for. As they say, time heals all wounds. And yes it’s true, acceptance finally found its way to their hearts. We are now married with three beautiful children and now living here abroad. Even up to this day,I still hear light comments but not as bad as before. But they no longer affect us, as long as we both know what matters, and that is our love for each other and for our children.
I am now happy, peaceful and contented. We are still inlove with each other and deeply invested to our 3 amazing children. At last I can say, I found my happy ending.”
-Brave mom of three❤️