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Single Mom Drives School Bus with Newborn, Says Job Saved Her

Single Mom Drives School Bus with Newborn, Says Job Saved Her

At the age of 23, I became expectant for the first time. Despite being the “other woman,” I foolishly believed the man I was seeing when he demanded to be mistreated and unloved in his relationship. I had hoped that the baby would reinforce our bond, but it did the exact opposite. He warned me that if I kept it, I would abolish his life. “All correct, I’ll do it by myself,” I said to him. And I did.

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I begin to work as a school bus driver when my daughter Evie was two years old. It was privileged. My child and I were always together, so I didn’t have to worry about holidays or school closings.

I met someone new when I was 39 years old. At first peep, he seemed delightful fun and family-concerned but emotionally immature. He didn’t develop into the partner I had hoped he would. Then I became pregnant. It came as a surprise. I believed that having another child was unbearable given my age, heaviness, and PCOS. I was both happy and afraid. My job offered no maternity leave, no investments, and I had no monetary cushion.

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After three months, I came to the conclusion that he would consistently put marijuana before answerability. I hoped the baby would alteration him, so I stayed longer than I should have. It didn’t. He replied to my ending the association by abusive me on social media and avoiding me almost completely.

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My pregnancy went well despite my progressive age and health subjects until my baby turned breech at 39 weeks, requiring a cesarean section. I was frightened, especially considering that I would be uphill bus stairs so soon after operation. But when I heard Bellamy’s first cries, all of my worries disappeared. When Evie and I were in the same room, we both started desperate because we were so in darling.

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But realism hit quickly. I had to get well fast so I could go back to work by the start of the school year. I was free early by my doctor. Two months later, S moved across the republic and never saw Bellamy again, notwithstanding his claims of outrage at not being in the distribution room. I’m currently following child support, but that’s a dissimilar matter.

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I was a single mother once more. Even though I felt like I had failed by making the same error17 years later, I knew I had made the right choice. It was problematic to recuperate. Darla, my second mother, toured from Alabama to assist but had to leave shortly after I got back home. Postpartum depression struck hard. The pediatrician advised me to addition on day five because I had trouble treatment. Feeling like a disappointment, I broke down.

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I finally made the complete change to formula. I was able to respire again after releasing that weight. I came to the decision that fed is finest, and I was doing my finest.