In many people's eyes, she probably had no business having a baby. How could she ever fulfill her dreams now? And honestly, a baby shouldn't have a child for mother, ya know? But she had me. And life was crazy and there were ups and downs and joy and sorrow (you can read my first post about it here if you want). Lots of good and a whole lot of bad. She didn't have a well-connected family to help her out or a rich sugar daddy or anything. If I'm going to be totally honest, all the shenanigans that followed were actually pretty ridiculous.
But here I am. I'm here with this awesome husband and these fantastic kids and all you wonderful readers and friends. It's good. Being alive is good. She just celebrated her 50th birthday. Only 50 years old and five beautiful grandchildren already! It's good. Being alive is good.
Since I can't be in Washington D.C. today at the March for Life (500,000 people? Hollah!), I just wanna give a shout out to all you young mama's out there who are doing this thing that some people tell us will be too hard for us, and send a virtual hug to all you would-be-mamas who are afraid it will be too hard for you, and a high-five all you already-did-it-and-survived mamas who give us so much love and support.
Anything is possible.