I was twenty-two years old when I became pregnant with my daughter. I’m currently twenty-four. In this last year-and-a-half I have learned more about myself than I have in my entire life. Becoming a mother is by far the greatest thing I’ve ever done and probably will ever do. It’s also the most challenging, but at the same time the most rewarding job any woman could ever have or wish for. When I say hard, I mean really, really hard. I definitely lost a small piece of my sanity the first two months of Baby Jada’s life, to say the least.
Have you ever cried because you were so tired and just wanted to sleep for longer than two hours? Or have you ever had to use the bathroom with a small person sitting on your lap? Or have you ever ran away from home for four hours and went to the movies and the mall with your best friend so your baby daddy could finally know what it feels ike to change a shitty diaper? Oh wait, that last one was just me, huh? Lol… You get the point. Becoming Jada’s mom was the best decision I’ve ever made, but it was also the most selfless one. For the moms out there- you understand where I’m coming from, and for the moms-to-be- you are about to discover things about yourself you never knew existed. So when that day comes that you need an escape route to be a runaway mommy, I’ll be right here if you need help devising a master plan.