I'm 17 years old, I'll be 18 on January 12th. I act older than I am and that's not being conceited. I've pretty much been on my own for about two years now. I just moved outta my own apartment and into my Aunt's house for more help with the baby and more social interactions. I don't have many friends anymore because all my old friends don't get what having a baby comes along with. They don't get it changes EVERYTHING. I have pretty much NO close friends and I don't EVER have anyone to hang out with. I'm not interested in going to parties anymore or that fast-lane type of life. I'm interested in meeting other moms my age and getting together to have more of a social life for me and my baby girl, Giana. I had my little girl on November 17th, 2008. She weighed in at 6lbs 14ozs. and 19 3/4in long. My little girl is my life, everything I do, I do for her! Oh, I'm also a single mommy making ends meet with NO help or support from my daughter's father. But, as far as I'm concerned, that's his loss, not mine. I got everything I need right here, my little girl.
