Finding out I was going to be a mother left me with mixed emotions — sad, happy and excited. Confused was more fitting for the occasion.
I wished more than anything that it wasn’t true, but after taking the first pregnancy test, I knew I couldn’t just wake up from a dream. I was pregnant. At 23 years old, I conceived a son with someone who was as ready as I was to start a family… in five years. Our five years went down the drain; we were having a child now, and Sebastian wasn’t going to wait for us to settle down.
There’s been one thing since birth that keeps us going — his smile. I’ll be the first to admit that there are moments I’ve been frustrated with my son, but I often tell myself to relax because he’s just trying to communicate his needs. His smile is lethal… I don’t know how parents do it, but I can’t keep a straight face when he smiles. It’ll be tough to discipline him — thank God Jeff is better at this than I am.
I melt when he smiles… don’t you?
‘Til tomorrow, loves…