Your First Couple of Years
I was only sixteen when I became pregnant with you, the man that fathered you was actually no help at all. All I heard from him was "my life is not supposed to happen this way". You know my philosophy, shit happens. My parents sat me down and we had a long conversation about what I was planning to do about the predicament I got myself into. My choices were keep the baby or put you up for adoption, as a pregnant teenager my choice was adoption, I am so glad that my parents made the choice to keep you, it was rough sometimes, but we made it through, my parents said no we'll just keep the baby and see how it goes. You had about five more months left to grow in my belly, and then came the day of your arrival 21 hours later, we were introduced to each other and I was so scared, the nurses put you on my belly and I did not have any clue as to what I should do. We were in the hospital for about 3 days after that, I was trying ton do the mother thing and change your diaper and yes you initiated me because I was just a little slow at the process. Grandpa Doug and Grandma Tommi were not living together at the time, so we stayed with grandma tommi for the first three months of your life. Then after that we moved to Corona with Grandpa, and that is where things started getting exciting. Your uncles Sam and Daren were just teenagers at the time and they were just crazy boys. For the first year of your life you were raised by them, until one day grandpa was home early from work and made me stay home. A year later we moved up to Santa Barbara, why do not know. For your birthday that year grandpa bought you a battery powered three wheeler, your uncles would take you to the elementary school up the street so you could ride it. The only problem with that is you decided to go by yourself one day on grandpa's watch, grandpa was in the front yard and here comes a police car and you were in it, that was your first encounter with the law. You were just the most happiest, sweetest, well-mannered child anyone could ever wish for, and everyone that ever met you loved you. You had curly blond hair and I was afraid to cut it but tying you down to brush your hair was becoming impossible as you started getting older. I am going to continue the story later, need to go to bed work tomorrow, goodnight love and remember you will always be loved and never forgotten.
Love you,
Mom