‘My period was late, my boobs bigger. My boyfriend joked I was pregnant. Shaking, I took the test on a McDonald’s toilet.’: Teen mom delivers baby on bathroom floor, ‘She wasn’t waiting around for anyone!’

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When we arrived at the hospital, the same grumpy midwife I had seen before stitched me up and delivered the placenta. She never said a word about what had happened.

Courtesy of Matilda O’Bryan-Tear

My daughter is now a very independent, strong-willed, determined, head-strong little 3-year-old girl. She is absolutely brilliant.

Courtesy of Matilda O’Bryan-Tear
Courtesy of Matilda O’Bryan-Tear
Courtesy of Matilda O’Bryan-Tear
Courtesy of Matilda O’Bryan-Tear
Courtesy of Matilda O’Bryan-Tear

Now that we all know her character, the way she was born makes perfect sense. She wasn’t waiting around for anyone!”

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