Kids Are Amazing
My son says to me "Mommy, you know my 16th birthday is coming up right"?
All I could do is look at him with a blank stare..
All I could do is look at him with a blank stare..
Not only did I spend 36 hours in labor, I watch with each passing day as he grows taller, and more hair sprouts out of his baby face.
I ask myself where has the time gone? It seems as if it were just yesterday I was in splitting pain, & then in extreme joy when they handed me my ball of joy. I get so sad when I look into his eyes, and have to deny him of the simple things he asks me for.
I left out that his father whom asked for his life, disappeared from it as well. I pride myself in not speaking ill of his donor, & make the choice to let my child decide how to feel about his father on his own based only on his actions.
I decided to blog along time ago, to rid myself of anger, and allow these emotions to be set free, released onto my own personal online journal. I know others that have children they take care of alone.
Your not alone. Its a struggle to raise a child alone, but that doesn't mean it can't be done. mothers have been doing it for years, decades, centuries, so its nothing new. They say it takes a village to raise a child? Well, welcome to the village!
I have created several blogs, and many of them create avenues to generate, share thoughts, some to earn a little extra, (You won't get rich, & I never claim you will) I check, & double check every thing I talk about, & promote.
Feel free to email me, or just read my blog. Everyone is welcomed.
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