I hope somebodys reading this. somebody who needs it. somebody who just doesnt know what to do, or what to think.
Life, is about choices. At 16 I made a very big choice.A choice made completly on my own. I chose to keep the most beautiful gift Id ever bin given. She was born in August on a Beautiful day, I still can remember the first time she looked up at me, after 9 mths of helping me smile wheni was sad.Just by her kicks my hand to my stomach ; She looked at me, I looked at her with the most happy tears ive ever cried in my life, that was it that was a miracle, she was beyond perfect beautiful dark hair, blue eyes and 10 tiny fingers and 10 tiny toes, I couldnt believe it, she was here all mine noone elses mine!. I created such a beautiful person, 9 mths I watched and waited anxiously as she grew into this beautiful person I finally got to hold in my arms. Now at 2 as I sit here writing this, shes running around full of life, laughter the best sound , the best sight ive ever seen and heard is her smile, and her voice.
To all of those who supported me I thank you, and for those who doubted me I thank you to.
P.S. Ill Like You Forever, Ill Love You For Always, Forever and always My Baby You’ll Be*<3
Thanks so much for writing this! Yes, I remember at 15 making the choice to keep my little boy and how afraid I was. When he was born I’ve never been so sure about anything, god I made the right choice. My little Odin is 14 months now and has so much life, so much!!! Curly hair, sticky fingers, kisses, giggles, curiousity…When we walk to the mailbox we have to stop every two seconds to pick up a pinecone, when we get home he’s got all his pockets full. And I would never give it up for the world.