My Nola Life : Teen Mother of a babygirl with hydrocephlaus

The birth of my daughter I was finally brought onto the ward as my daughter’s daddy walked in with his best friend, they had cigars and some flowers. Why? He was four years older than me. At the time he was 20 yrs old, did not know half about having a baby either, besides creating one and being excited about having a baby. I’m convinced … Continue reading My Nola Life : Teen Mother of a babygirl with hydrocephlaus