You see I was a young mom. I had already had my daughter who was 15 months old when I became pregnant with Nate. I was a baby having babies. All the worries went out the door when that little baby was put into my arms. He faught like hell to win himself into my life, now was my turn to fight like hell to be a good mom. I stayed home his first year of life and its one of my favorites out of all of my years. Well today that once little man is now grown into a gentleman who is turning 22. Happy birthday to my son Nathaniel💖
In my life time, I've been kicked down more than I can count on all 10 fingers 10 toes.. however, you can knock me down but I swear as long as there's breath within my lungs... I will stand back up and I will fight until, I can't fight no more. And in doing so, I will become a better woman.. because I survived. I WILL SURVIVE this damn disease, or will it kill everything I love first?