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I'm a newbie to it. I honestly dont know what I'm doing. I'm a pro at changing a poopy diaper and getting random finds out of my daughters mouth. But twitter, this is a different story!

@itsamomthing11

A young mom.

Being a young mother is tough. I'm 20 years old and technically not a teenager, but I still get looks & even had a lady tell me "babies having babies". Life is tough and its shit you just have to deal with. When I go to the grocery store or to target with my mom I feel that everyone around me thinks "Wow, shes to young to care for that baby, I bet her mom takes care of the baby and still takes care of her daughter". Obviously its all in my head, but I cant help but feel that way.

I love being a mother, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I'm actually glad I had her young (when I was 19), I have the energy to play with her.

Being in the position I am in now has made me look at things in a positive way. I no longer judge people like I use to, of course I find my self doing it every once in awhile, It really is hard not to. But I know now, everyone has a story and you have no idea what theres is. Nor do I really care what it is. Just being honest here.

I realize living with my mom and step dad doesn't help my "being a young mom" cause, but would it be any different if I was 27 and married? I really don't think it does. We pay for the things we need. We don't depend on my parents to purchase her diapers, formula, food Etc. Although they often offer to or surprise us with little gifts for her. Its what grandparents do, they would do it regardless if we lived here or two hours away. Now I will say this, my mom spoils me. I'm her only daughter, with lots of "wants". So yes, she buys me a lot of things, but is someone forcing her? I also believe if I lived even four hours away she'd do the same. As she does with her other three children that don't live at home.

Feeling as if I have started to "ramble" or "rant" on about my young mom life. So I will end it like this: Don't judge any mother because you don't know her story. For all you know, you could think a mother is 15 but she could have a genetic disorder that makes her look 15 years younger!

My child is better than yours.

Parent's brag about every little thing there child does from walking to how there poop is.

"Well MY child's poop is firm, with a little mush to it, its easy to clean. I'd hate to have to clean a watery poop" As they ever so nicely look to the right at there friend who just announced her baby has water poop.

I'm guilty of it as well, although I don't brag about my daughters poop, I do announce it to the whole Facebook world each achievement my daughter reaches.

When your child reaches a milestone, or even half a milestone (my daughter is very good at that), we mothers feel like we accomplished something as well. Which I feel we do, we help our children develop in to who they will be in the future. If you never let your child explore the world of chunky foods, your child will be eating purees for the rest of his or her life. So when your child eats there first bite of banana chunks, you tell the world as you feel its the greatest thing imaginable.

Us mothers also do something else, we base what our kids do to other children around them. If they are the first to say a word, your child (in your eyes) automatically "Is better than the others and more advanced" While the other mothers around you are thinking "Well when is her baby going to start crawling?"

So to cut to the chase MY BABY IS BETTER THAN YOURS.

Porn.

When I think of porn, I think of nasty women who have NO self esteem. Its a job I find personally degrading and for "bimbos". Well when I went to google images for this blog I typed it "Its a mom thing" google tried to correct me and asked me: "did you mean 'Its a mommy thing?'". Seeming that the pictures I first googled (yes I turned google in to a verb) where not what I wanted I accepted googles advice, WELL let me tell you... It was definitely not "kid friendly".

If you don't catch my drift, it was porn. Nasty porn at that. Now don't think i'm against porn, or watching it for that matter. But really, does it have to be under mommy? Being a mom is a BEAUTIFUL thing. I feel ashamed to have that even pop up. I feel like a child can simply google "its a mommy thing" for a school project, maybe she wants to be a stay at home mom. She will be horrified to what is shown. Am I wrong for thinking this?

ALSO. There is NO way they can be moms, my body does not look like that and I bet 90% of the moms reading this also don't look like this. It makes me 100% more self conscious about not only the way I look but my sex life. Should I be "nasty" like these moms, is this what all the "cool" moms are doing?

If there is a lesson to be learned it is this:

IF you are looking for some porn just google "its a mommy thing" & if you want to feel better about the way you look, get off the computer.

Every mom has a story.

I can't remember the last time I looked sexy. Wearing tight pants that hugged my ass oh so perfectly with a top that showed the world, I'M BOSS. As I sit and type this I have snot on my sweat pants and a baggy sweat shirt that, well, don't even get me started what stains this has encountered. But its worth it, we just don't know it yet.

This is a blog by me, a loving mother to a beautiful 9 month old little girl (in 2 days!). I'll share my ups & downs with the internet world, just to show how tough and great it is, to be a mom.

I'll start off telling a little about myself and my "awesome" life:

I go by the name of Kassi (or mama). I'm 20 years old and married to a very handsome man. Together we have possibly one of the cutest little girls this world has ever seen. God was being very generous when he gave her all this charm. Her name is Cambria Aurora, she was born June 6th 2010. My career goal in life is being put on hold for the moment, not because I have a baby. But because this stupid college changed the courses I needed to take in order to "meet the needs of others". I was not about to sit in a two hour class, 4 times a week to listen to Spanish, a language very much foreign to me. So an awesome preschool (or day care provider!) will have to wait a little longer to enrich young minds. My husband and I live with my mother and her boyfriend (who I will, from now on, refer to him as my step-dad) in order to save up money to get our own place. Although we could "survive and afford" living on our own. My mother and step father wouldn't want us living pay check to pay check. So now this cyber world nows my life.

This is my little family. My husband, Jeremy & Daughter. (she was 6 months in this picture).

I'm off to go and clean some more snot off of my daughters face, its love.