Robin Jones stood about 5’5”. She looked about 120 lbs. and had curly dark hair that was pulled into a high ponytail. Both of her ears were pierced, and from her neck hung a blinged-out 2013 necklace. She also wore her 2013 senior hoody with grey and white Converse. She was the epitome of a 17 year old high school senior. You would never know just by looking at her that she was the mother of two. Neither would you know how her new found responsibilities as a parent had effected her as a teenager. Robin now has to face struggles with friends and school, but she does receive some help as she continues to try and reach her goals.
As I walked through the plain white door, into the medium-sized room, there was a Pack and Play in one corner, a baby swing in the middle, and an assortment of many other different toys scattered all over the floor. It was evident which room the kids spent most of their time. I could hear the sound of dishes being moved around and water running. Robin told me she would be out in a second, so I took the seat adjacent to the one her youngest son, Jordan, was sleeping in.
Jordan’s eyes were shut, his hands crossed laying on his chest, and his head turn slightly to the left supported by a round shaped pillow. He slept peacefully, wrapped in his pastel yellow blanket that was covered with blue stars and white clouds. He looked like a nice size baby. Even though Jordan was born 10 weeks early, other than the iron supplement doctors have added to his diet, he was just as healthy as any other 6 week old baby boy. Finally, Robin walks into the room where I am seated. She picks Jordan up, moves his pillow, and sits down in the chair.
Robin was just about to start her freshman year of high school during her first pregnancy. She didn’t really have any problems at first. She only told her closest friends when she had found out she was pregnant. They