I often get comments saying “wheres the dad?”, “why doesn’t he help out more?”, and things like that…but this was a clip of him 3 years ago today when I was pregnant with my first and stuck on an IV❤️ from the moment I met him until now he has always put me and the kids first, what you don’t see behind the scenes is him waking up with the kids, cleaning, cooking, and playing with them, all while he caters to my every need (due to me being on bed rest) with a smile on his face, he used to work overtime every week to make sure we had our own home to live in and food on the table…I am the luckiest person in the world, I truly don’t know what I would do without him🥰#onthisday #pregnant #firsttrimester #teenmom
It's easy for people to cast judgment or assume things, especially when you're young and pregnant. I often heard comments that made me question if others truly understood the depth of my partner's commitment. But what they don't see are those quiet moments, the unwavering dedication that truly defines a supportive partner, especially during such a vulnerable time. It's a stark contrast to the narratives you sometimes hear about boyfriends not being supportive during pregnancy, and it's a testament to true love. Being pregnant, particularly early on and at a young age like 17, comes with its own set of fears and challenges. I remember vividly being stuck on an IV at just 8 weeks pregnant. It was a scary experience, feeling so fragile and needing constant care. My boyfriend, 'Reason,' was right there, learning how to handle everything. I watched him carefully sanitize his hands, explaining to me why it was crucial to prevent infection, even when dealing with the 'nasty tasting fluid' that flushed through the IV. He was so meticulous, checking for 'air bubbles' because he knew how much I worried. His steady hands and calm demeanor made all the difference. He wasn't just doing a task; he was alleviating my fears, making me feel safe and cared for when I felt most vulnerable. That level of detailed care, even when he seemed a bit scared himself, showed me his absolute dedication. Beyond the medical necessities, his support extended to every corner of our lives. When I was on bed rest, he didn't just cook meals; he anticipated my cravings, brought me snacks, and made sure I was comfortable, always with a smile. Waking up with the kids, cleaning the house, making sure there was food on the table – these weren't just chores; they were acts of love that built the foundation of our family. He even worked overtime, not just for financial stability, but to ensure we had a home of our own, a safe haven for our growing family. These are the unsung heroes, the partners who quietly shoulder so much, proving their love through consistent, selfless actions. His unwavering commitment wasn't just about physical help; it was the emotional backbone that got me through. When the world felt overwhelming, or when I faced judgments and stereotypes, his belief in us made me strong. He constantly reassured me, reminding me that we were a team, and that our love was more than enough to navigate any challenge. This kind of partnership isn't just about showing up; it's about truly *being there*, anticipating needs, and offering comfort without being asked. It's about proving, through actions, that dedication and love can overcome any skepticism, especially when others expect a 'boyfriend not supportive' story. For anyone out there feeling alone or facing doubts about their partner's support during pregnancy, know that true partnership is a powerful force. It’s built on respect, empathy, and a shared vision for your family. My experience taught me that the greatest support comes from someone who sees your vulnerability and chooses to stand strong beside you, every step of the way. It’s a journey of mutual growth and understanding, and when you have that bedrock of support, even the toughest moments become manageable. Cherish those who show up, truly and completely.








































































































Why did you have an iv?