I Believe in my Son

When my son was born on July 13, 2008, my life changed. Before he was born, I still acted like I was still a child. I’d get mad if I didn’t get my way. I depended on my mom for everything. I was a teenager just being a teenager. Now that my son has come into the world, I have changed. I don’t really depend on my mom so much anymore. I have learned that I have to do things on my own and for my son. I have realized that my son depends on me so much. He depends on me to change is diaper; he depends on me being there when he’s hungry so I can feed him. I am his biggest role model. I realized that as he gets older he’s going to need me more. He will need me when he first starts school: to get him up in the morning to get him breakfast and make him lunch, to wait outside with him no matter what the weather is to wait for the bus with him, to be there waiting for him at the end of the driveway so we can walk to the house together. He will need me to help him with his homework.

What I feel when I’m around him is love. I feel like no one else is in the room. It’s just me and my son. When I’m around him, I tell him I love him and he smiles and laughs as to say, “I love you too mom”.