"MY" Babies

I was a young mother but I was a "real" mother. Having my first child at the age of 16, I was quickly thrust into mommy mode. I knew that I wanted to be the best example to my daughter than any other that she could have.

I completed my education, surrounded myself with positive people who pushed and encouraged me, and doors began to open for me because I was interested in more than what society said a teen mom was entitled to. I was determined and I was dedicated! I wanted what I deserved and no one was going to stop me.

Now please don't think that it was easy because it wasn't. I struggled like so many other young mothers, but I was committed to seeing better days. I wanted what I wanted and I was not going to let anyone deter me from those things. Having four daughters was no easy task. And having four daughters with four different personalities made things a bit more challenging but those were my children and I dealt with all of their personalities. They each liked their own things and I supported them in ther hobbies. I didn't miss a teacher conference, a school program, a PTA meeting, and any of their extra curricular activities. I stretched myself because they were "MY babies" and I was everything to them.

Now my children are grown ladies. Three of them have their own families, one is contiuing her education, and I am more than happy to be their mother. I am their friend, their counselor if they need one, their doctor/nurse if they need one, their professor, but most of all, I am their mother. The love that I have for them far exceeds any love that I have for anyone. Just like when they were young, their well-being still means everything to me and I love them more than any words can say.

They are my daughters but they will always be "MY" babies. I would have never known that I could love anyone as much as I love them. Children are indeed a blessing. Love on them each and everyday that you can. I am the mother of four of the most precious young ladies that I know.

Smooches . . .