When my son Jacob was born, I was 20 years old. I was a junior in college, living two hours away from my family. My fiancé at the time and I were both full-time students trying to build a future together. He was working a minimum-wage job, earning about $12,000 a year. I had complications during my pregnancy that forced me to stop working and postpone graduating. To say we were overwhelmed would be an understatement. We were young. We were broke. We had very little supp