I am now 33 years old and live in a foreign country with my husband and children. My eldest son is 14 years old. I found my son 15 years ago when I was a student.
I don’t know anything about sex, but one night she went out with friends and slept with a guy.
At that time, I didn’t even know that I was pregnant, but I found out after a month. So, I was afraid to tell people, I kept it a secret, and at that time I told my two friends and then I kept it a secret. My parents didn’t even tell my siblings.
Soon it was summer vacation and I was at the camp to help my grandparents. He is always hiding from his mother. If you want to pick up your child, you don’t pick it up. I was a child myself.
From y-v to a-y-gaad. Oh my God, how come you didn’t uh-uh-stuff me now? After giving birth to my son, I took a year off and returned to school after my son turned 1 year old. My mother did not correct me. My late grandmother looked after my son a lot.
My son has grown up to be the love of a sane person. Now he has a beautiful 14-year-old son. I am a lucky person.
There is no shortage of people. I tell the young people to use protection, but don’t spoil the seeds you came for.
I think sometimes. Where is my son’s father? She is going somewhere without even knowing that she has a son.
I didn’t even try to find him. Sometimes I think that I should tell him that he has a son.
For me, my life is well balanced with a well-balanced family. Sometimes when I see my son, I wonder where his father is.
Don’t curse me people. I am the wife and mother of a beautiful husband and 3 children. Don’t scold me for thinking of my children. I wish you all the best in the world. Thanks for reading.