I was 21 when I had my second daughter. 21, with two babies and no idea what I was doing.
I remember lying awake at night doing math in my head. Diapers, rent, daycare, gas. It never added up. And underneath all of it was this quiet fear that I wouldn't have enough. Not enough money, not enough time, not enough of myself to give them what they deserved.
When you're that young, you can't see the future. You can't picture your kids grown, or yourself as anything other than tired and figuring it out. You just get through the day and hope you didn't mess it up too badly.
Nobody told me it would work out, so I want to say it out loud for anyone who needs to hear it.
It worked out.
That baby is 25 now. A grown woman with her own life, her own apartment, and her own big decisions. And I get to be there for all of it. The career moves. The phone calls where she just needs her mom to tell her she's going to be okay.
And here's the part I never saw coming. Because I had her so young, I'm still young enough to really live this season with her. Young enough to be a young grandma someday. Young enough to keep chasing my own dreams while I guide her through hers. And now I'm old enough to actually have the perspective she needs.
Was it hard? Yes. Harder than I'll probably ever fully put into words. But being a young mom didn't take my life from me. It gave me one.
I feel so lucky, so blessed, and so grateful that the scared girl I was at 21 kept going and most importantly chose to have her.
As my friend Gyda reminded me yesterday, in the words of Dory, "Just keep swimming."
If that's you right now, I promise you will have enough and you are enough. Xoxo Jenna
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