It is Mother’s Day and I celebrate. I celebrate all of my children.
When I became so very ill after treatments, surgeries, and so many hospitalizations, I let myself lose hold of all of my many blessings. Most importantly; the ones that enabled me to be a mother to my beautiful children.
Becoming a mother happened early for me. I was 19 years old when I was given the news of my pregnancy. I was pretty far along, so it was weeks and an ultrasound tech informed me I was pregnant with a baby boy. Months later PLOT TWIST, I gave birth to a gorgeous baby girl. I named her Ashley Megan and she is nothing even remotely close to boy-ish.
The day she was born changed my life forever. As a child and a teen, I had never believed I was very important. I became important the day I became my beautiful daughter’s mother. I became fierce, focused and resolute that I would be the absolute best mother I could be for this beautiful baby girl. As far as I was concerned, it was her and I against the world.