Since
I was around 5 years old I knew what it meant to be the "less fortunate."
Before Thanksgiving and Christmas would come around and until I was about 12
years old I started bracing myself mentally to be viewed as a charity
case.
I'm actually the proud mama of a two week old baby boy! Damn, time
really is passing by quickly even if it doesn't seem like it to almost
folks. Just last week I was sitting in my bedroom holding my baby boy
after breast feeding him and the tears started to come. I was having a
break down for a necessary breakthrough.
I am very blessed to proclaim that I am officially a mother.
On Sunday, October 29th, 2017 at 2:53 pm I gave birth to a 7 pound
and 11-ounce baby boy that my husband and I named Eli Alan Hurd. I was 40 weeks
and two days pregnant. On his birthday cried so many tears of joy that day that
my eyes were super puffy. It took me an hour to push him out and just seconds
to realize that my life had changed for the better.
As you read this I am laid
back on my sofa with Moana the Disney movie playing on my television. My baby
boy is position on the left side of my stomach. I can hardly see my pointer
keys on my laptop because of my belly. I am two days away from my supposed due
date Friday, October 27th.
