Running downstairs with a positive pregnancy test in my hand, I just couldn’t believe it. I was shaking. I couldn’t even talk. While my mum had suggested that I could be pregnant, I didn’t believe her. That was until those two lines showed up.
My mum was the first person I told. She was having a party at home, so I ran down the stairs to where she was and said, ‘Mum, I’m pregnant.’ She didn’t believe me at first and thought the test was faulty. When it sunk in, she cried and was angry, but then she was happy. She went through all of the emotions.
I was studying for my GCSEs, but because of the morning sickness, I was running to the school toilets to throw up every day. I spent a lot of my time by myself, because as happy as I was about becoming a mum, I felt ashamed. I didn’t have any friends to support me, but one teacher was the same number of weeks pregnant as me, so we went through everything together. That helped a lot.
As soon as Jesse was born in March this year, all my love came flooding out. His birth was a lot more relaxed than Teddie’s and Matt was there with me all the way. Introducing Teddie to his little brother was incredible – the video still makes me cry.