I am a 20-year-old student and single mother of two; Kolby, who is 5 and Peyton, who is almost 3. My children have had to make the biggest sacrifice in order for me to attend college and better our lives. When I was 15, I had Kolby, my son. I was in the tenth grade, the middle of my high school years. When an average student thinks about their high school years, their thoughts tend to wander away to sports, prom, graduation, and an occasional bit of trouble. However for me, high school had a much stronger image; an image of hard work, long hours and dedication to finishing school. Sometimes I think …show more content…
In order for me to go to school, my mother had to care for Kolby. I would see him very few hours of the day. For an infant, this can be a little difficult. He bonded to my mother like she was his mother. This hurt me but I knew I had to finish school and finish right! There was no way I could be home to care for him and finish school. Kolby was the most important thing in my life. As if the situation I was in was not hard enough, I added to it. I found out I was pregnant right before entering my senior year. Peyton, my daughter, just added to my desire to make something of myself, but once again, I had to leave my baby with my mother for me to finish school. Both Kolby and Peyton are blessings in disguise. They both came at a point in my life where they were considered burdens or mistakes, but they have been nothing of the sort. They have had to sacrifice the special times between a mother and child in order for me to better our lives, not only in high school, but now college. I love my children with all my heart and I cherish the moments we do share. They've had to spend long hours with family and babysitters instead of me so that I can attend classes or do work. They have