Colton looking up to his big brother, Christian

Colton is 2 Months Old!!

I can not believe it has been two months (+1 day) since Colton was born.  The nine months I carried him seemed to drag on and now two months have flown by already.  There is so much I want to do with him while he is a baby and so many more things I can't wait to do with him as he gets older. 

Colton at 1 Day

Colton at 2 months

Happy 9th Birthday!!

Christian hamming it up for the camera with his two cupcakes!!

They are supposed to be Oriole colors but look more like Halloween.  Oh well, he still liked them.

My Big Boy is 9 Years Old Today!!

Nine years ago today, my life was changed forever.  I delivered a beautiful, happy, healthy baby boy at 12:43pm.  He forever changed my life and made everything more enjoyable and more meaningful.  Christian is 9 today!!  I can't believe it.  Time has gone by so fast. 

I am so thankful for my boy.  He is perfect in every way.  Yes, he gets scolded at times for not listening and playing too rough.  But boys will be boys.  Right??  He tells me every night that he loves me.  My heart just swells with all the love I have for him. 

I never thought I could love someone so much.  But I do.  I would do anything for him.  I would fight to the death if it meant saving him from harm.  He is my sunshine.  :)

When I found out I was pregnant again, I was so scared I would not have enough love to go around.  I was scared that this new baby would not get the love he needed or that the love would be taken away from Christian.  But my heart and love grew stronger and bigger.  I discovered that I have plenty of love inside me to go around to both of my beautiful boys.

Colton is 6 weeks old today!!  He is growing so fast.  Everyday he seems to get bigger.  I can't believe how fast both my boys are growing.

As a single mother, I don't want to miss anything.  I want them to know that they are loved unconditionally.  I want to be there for every milestone in their precious lives. 

Happy 9th Birthday Christian!!  Mommy loves you!!

My 2 Beautiful Boys

My Story - The Beginning

My Journey of Single Motherhood started July 14, 2001 with the birth of my beautiful son, Christian.  He was born at 12:43pm and weighed 8 lbs. 4 oz.  He became the light of my life; my reason for living.  Everything I would ever do from that day on would be for or because of him.

But let me take you back a little further...to the man I thought I would be with forever; back to July 7, 2000.

I met Scott at work.  We both worked in the same restaurant; me as a waitress, him as a busboy and cook.  It wasn't his personality that I was attracted to, but his looks; which is probably my biggest mistake.  He was a handsome, tan, muscular dark-eyed devil.  And he was exactly what I wanted (or so I thought).  We hit it off very well and began dating immediately.  We had fun together.  We were together almost everyday.  I fell for him hard and fast. 

I should probably mention that he was a Sophomore in high school and I had just graduated and was 17 years old.  We were in love.  He was a football player and I went to every game no matter how far I had to travel.  When we weren't together, we were on the phone with each other. 

We went to his homecoming dance together and stayed together that night.  I guess we weren't as careful as we should have been.  I wasn't taking birth control because two months earlier I had a blood clot in my right ovarian veign.  Because of that and the risk of possible blood clots from birth control pills, I was on a blood thinner.  We were using protection sporadically and trying to use the rhythm method the other times.  MAJOR FAIL.  A month after homecoming I missed my period and took a pregnancy test.  POSITIVE!!  I freaked out.  Here I was supposed to be starting college and I find out I'm pregnant.  We had only been dating for three months.

I told my mother first.  We have an amazing relationship.  She is my best friend and strongest supporter no matter what.  I knew she was disappointed in me and that hurt worse than anything.  But she told me to call my doctor and get an appointment right away.  The blood thinner I was on could cause birth defects.  She never suggested I terminate my pregnancy, she knew I couldn't do that even if there was a possibility of birth defects.  This was my baby and would be perfect in every way to me.

For several days I contemplated just breaking up with Scott.  He was still in high school.  He was an amazing athlete and could probably get a scholarship.  I didn't want to ruin that for him.  But in the end I told him.  He deserved to know that he was going to be a father.  He took it well but was dreading telling his parents.  So we told them together.  His mother ran out of the room screaming and crying that I had ruined his life and his dad suggested I get an abortion.

So this is how it starts.....