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to feel lonely. One family member came round with<br />
a gift for my daughter. I really appreciated this as no<br />
one else had bothered. My family really down<br />
played the fact I had a baby, my sister was still<br />
excited and loved the thought of having a baby in<br />
house. I guess it was like having a real life dolly<br />
around for her.<br />
My school friends would pop round every now and<br />
then during<br />
“I had a new lease of<br />
life, I felt amazing”<br />
their lunch<br />
hour but<br />
this became<br />
more and<br />
less<br />
frequent as time went on.<br />
I would often sit in my room and just cry, I was<br />
becoming depressed. It got to the point that I would<br />
never leave the house I would stay in all day.<br />
My friend came round and said ―this is ridiculous,<br />
coming out with me‖ she helped get my daughter<br />
ready while I was getting myself together. I was<br />
feeling anxious about going out. My friend wanted<br />
to push the pram. I was given a second hand pram; it<br />
was alright I was grateful otherwise I would have had<br />
nothing!<br />
The outing did me the world of good. We only went<br />
for a long walk but this gave me the confidence to go<br />
out with my baby.<br />
My dad still found the situation difficult and would<br />
not even look at his granddaughter. My mum helped<br />
out with the feeds and said if I needed help I should<br />
ask.<br />
I was given a council flat at the age of 16. It was<br />
what seemed like a million miles away. I became<br />
isolated and more depressed. This was so hard for<br />
me being away from my mum and sister. I moved<br />
more local to my mum but had to live in a bed &<br />
breakfast. It was possibly one of the most awful<br />
experiences of my life. It was me and my little girl<br />
against the world.<br />
My depression was getting worse. It got to the point<br />
where my mum wanted to adopt my daughter.<br />
I was assigned a social worker via the doctor. She was<br />
an amazing positive lady to have in my life. To this<br />
day she has no idea how much of a positive impact she<br />
had on me. She absolutely loved her job and was so<br />
passionate about it. She spent so much time with me,<br />
we talked and talked and this was exactly what I<br />
needed. She built my self esteem, my confidence was<br />
sky high and I felt genuinely happy and content with<br />
my life.<br />
I enrolled for computer courses, helped run a preschool<br />
and started going to church.<br />
I was ready for more, I was ready for the next stage of<br />
my life so I enrolled in a full time college course and<br />
had great child care for my daughter. I had a new lease<br />
of life, I felt amazing.<br />
I have since had two more children and have 2 grand<br />
children. I am thankful and am appreciating them all<br />
and still enjoying life. I am proud of myself and my<br />
children.<br />
I completed my college course, did voluntary work and<br />
went on to complete a university course. I am in a well<br />
paid job working with families which is incredibly<br />
rewarding.<br />
I feel this is all down to my social worker. I would<br />
love to know where she is today so I could thank her.
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