In the middle of the night on September 17, 2013, I sat in my apartment, staring up at the ceiling of my apartment building.
I was wearing only underwear and a short sleeved T-shirt, and was shaking.
It felt like a dream.
I hadn’t slept in over a month, but I knew that this was a dream, not real.
I couldn’t believe it.
I had been on the brink of being born, the day my mother was going to deliver me.
My heart pounded.
I didn’t have to tell you that this would be the hardest decision of my life.
My mom and I are very close.
My parents are also very close, but they didn’t know that I was going into labor that night.
I never thought that I would be in this situation.
It was just a dream I was having and a scary one.
I remember sitting in my kitchen that night, trying to figure out what was going on, and realizing I couldn.
So I went into labor in the hospital, but because I was so scared, I couldn in fact go into labor on the way home.
I still couldn’t walk.
At first, I was able to hold my baby in my arms, and we went to the hospital to deliver.
I gave birth to my second child, and it was all thanks to my mother and my godmother.
The day I woke up in the ICU was one of the worst days of my entire pregnancy.
I could feel it all over.
I started crying, but that was it.
There was nothing else to say.
I’m very thankful to my godparents for being there for me.
And I was grateful for my mom.
She was a wonderful person, but she was not always the best mother in the world.
My mother was very sweet and loving, but sometimes she would have a tough time getting through a tough day.
My father was very strict, but he did care about me and my babies.
He always helped me with anything I needed, and he was always there for my mother when I needed it most.
My godparents helped me a lot, and my mom and father are both wonderful people.
I love my godparent and I’m so grateful for all of my family, friends, and people that helped me through this.
I would say I am lucky to have my godfather, and I hope to be blessed to have him and my baby when I get older.
I also am grateful to my mom, my godbrother, and everyone that has been there for us through all of this.
So thank you to all of the people that supported me during this difficult time, and to my parents and godparents.
Thank you to my hospital staff, and thank you for being so kind.
I am truly grateful to God for having me and giving me this life.
I want to thank everyone that helped and supported me, and especially my mother.
I appreciate you all so much for being a part of my experience.
You are my family now.