I have a six year old son.
I had a normal pregnancy. The
only thing that was out of place was his father. He was never around much and drank alcohol
heavily. I was left to do everything on
my own. I had a short labor, lasting
about 7 hours. I was on so much pain but
was focused on the outcome. I knew I had a tough road ahead of me and that I
was basically on my own. At that time in
my life I had an Associate Degree in early education. For me, this was a huge task that I had
competed. When it was time to push, I
got very scared and anxious. The second
he came out, I knew that I needed to make some changes. As soon as I heard him
cry and saw his beautiful chubby little face, I knew what I had to do. All of
my fears and anxiety went away for just a few minutes the first time we locked
eyes with each other. This little baby
was set to rely solely on me and I had to do everything I could to protect him
and take care of him. I knew without a doubt that I was going to put this baby
first in every situation.
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