"Every child born into the world is a new thought of God, an ever-fresh and radiant possibility." - Kate Douglas Wiggin


I am proud to be a mother, and proud of all mothers. Truly, it is not until you are a parent yourself do you fully understand and appreciate all that your parents have ever done. Our parents had errors, but we all are human and try our best. I am not proud of my age, and believe I should have waited until marriage but I cannot change that and if it would mean to give away this miracle that came into my life I never would even let the thought cross my mind. He is the light to my world, what motivates me and keeps me happy, his smiles and laughs have the power to make my day. I never knew how much one could love until my son Alexander was born.


I have stood up and brushed myself off, and continued on stronger than before, with heartfelt thanks to my dearest mother. Upon hearing the news she gave me the kindness and most supportive words which I never imagined would be her initial reaction. I was scared and lost and without my mother's help, and comfort of my cat Lucy, I cannot fathom how I would have managed. Being a mother is no simple task. To be a mother means a lot of sacrifice, beginning with the 9 months. It humbles and reminds you to put others before you. I became wildly sick during pregnancy, improved my eating habits and lifestyle, became closer to God, and the relationship I was in was tested to its limits. Before I thought whatever would happen he would be at my side, but upon hearing the news he panicked and asked me to "get rid of it", scared of what his parents would say and future would hold.


Now, he is ashamed he ever even muttered the words and couldn't be happier with his little son, who couldn't be happier with Daddy. In the end he decided to accept the responsibility that grew beneath my heart as I did upon being told the news. I am so grateful to of had him at my side. He was there for the majority of my pregnancy, and is now one of the proudest fathers willing to help me whenever I need. I am glad he is in my life.


I currently live with my boyfriend of three years, Mike, at his parent's house with our little blessing. We wish we could get married and have our own house to raise him in, but we have little money thus graciously accept our family's support. In August Mike will be attending his first year of college in hopes to become a History teacher. I watched my fellow year 2009 graduates walk, and after feeling heartbroken I wasn't amongst them I reminded myself I went through an even greater experience, one that will change you forever, instead I gave birth in the year 2009. I will be returning to High School for one semester to finish up my senior year, then hope to attend college to become a nurse. Though Alexander will always come first, if it means delaying my career so be it. I want to be the best role model I can for my new son.


I am proud I chose life.
I am proud of my little warrior, little angel, little man.
Alexander's Birth Story: http://forum.baby-gaga.com/about542676.html


If you're curious as to where my username came from, it was that first visit in the hospital when I saw him on that little screen months ago when I lay nervous, excited, holding back tears. I cannot believe how fast he has grown, how fast we have grown.

thank you so much! :]
and i want to say that i almost cried when i read your profile.. i was also at my boyfriend's graduation.. my class of '09. it's neat tosee someone went through the same feelings as i did.. i almost cried that day i watched all my friends walk the stage, and i was just in the audience. being a mother has given us an evengreater strength, though. i also want to be a nurse, so i'm working on my GED.