Reality

I need to do whatever I can to support my child. I won't sit around and let society dictate my pace. I am determined to be happy even when I can't. I will raise a man. What I do as a parent reflects on my child- he sees everything and hear well too.

I love being a mom. Sometimes when I feel so crappy those cuddly, little, soft hands slapping mommy face sets me straight. I will succeed for myself and most importantly for my child.Let me tell you guys what happened last night. MySon is so smart. He woke up last night and pulled his pamper off. He had his poo in his hand. WOW! Even then I smiled. I was tickled. I gave him another bath, I guess the first one was so fun. Then after all that he went straight to sleep, like he wasn't just playing in poo. I laid there watching him until I fell asleep. Motherhood is very entertaining...