Has it been 16 years?
Sixteen years ago, I was 18 years old and 8 months pregnant.
It was 5:30 a.m. when my water broke, and after I convinced my mother
that yes, I was sure my water had broke, I labored my way into the car
and to the hospital.
At 6:25 a.m., my first child, my only son, emerged into the world. His birth certificate lies--it says he was born at 6:30 a.m.
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Doesn't every birthday make you want to grab them up and hold them tight like you used to do when they were just toddlers and would giggle and laugh when you hugged them so tight. *sigh*
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He looks like a really good kid -- and I know you've had your struggles.
Your kids are going to be amazing people. You're really an awesome mom.
I have such respect for you. At 18, I would never have been strong enough to make the decision you made. I'm not sure I am now...
It's one of the reasons I love hearing about you. You are so strong, so passionate in your convictions. You know what you believe and you go after it wholeheartedly. It's incredible to watch.
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These are priceless treasures and beautiful pictures!
Congratulations on raising a fine young man.
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