



Im addicted to coffee and my son. I wear my heart on my sleeve because its too big to fit in my chest, I hold grudges for way too long, & I look to the past to predict the future.
I swear like a sailor && I am my own worst enemy. But whatev; Im still learning how to bend.
If you dont like me, whatever.. chances are you never gave me a chance..
youre missing out .

Bradley Alan Morano was born on November 15th,2007 (due date 11/13/07) via emergency c-section weighing in at 9lbs 13 poz 21 inches at 9:45 am. Labor Story- I starting having contractions 4am on the 14th and labored at home for 12 hours. When we got to the hospital I was 6 cm and 100% effaced. A fewhours later I decided to get the epidural to rest. 16 hours drug free! The epidural started to wear off on my right side so they kept administering meds to me. When it came time to push I couldnt feel anything I pushed for 4 hours and making minimal progess so a vacuum was used to assist. That didnt work so to the operating room we went and thats when my precious baby boy was born =)
Everyday I wonder, how I ever lived my life without you. Bradley- You are my life.







Ive been with Bradleys father, Alan, for quite a while. We are high school sweethearts that have the same dream of having a large beautiful family. He wants to coach the kids teams, and be the best daddy he can be. I want to be that mom that everyone wished they had; that does everything. Drive to the soccer games, bake the best baked goods for the sales, sew the costumes for the plays and ultimately live for my children.
Weve had hard times but who hasnt. We are looking past them and following our dream. As long as our chilren are happy, were happy. We are talking about TTC but its more like not trying, not preventing. We would like to have another child before Brad is 3.
"Look how much weve been given babe, inspite of all of our mistakes."

