Motherhood... Oh where do I begin.
Ever since I was little I have wanted to adopt, to give a child a better life than What they had, to give them shelter, to give them Love. Teach them a few things and Maybe have them teach me something too.
I was told when I was 14 that due to a condition I have (cyst covering both ovaries and then cyst covering those) that getting pregnant would be slim to none. I still haven't fully believed What the doctor said because I believe God controls those gifts that he gives to people.
My dad and uncle and their two sisters were
Placed up for adoption. When I found out as a child that my pops was adopted I vowed I would adopt a child.
I figured I would adopt instead of doing fertility treatments, or implantation because let's face it, I don't have the resources to do so but I figured there was a child already in the world who is waiting for me to come into their life, a child who would Love me and I Love them.
I didn't realize at What age I would receive the gift of a child, I estimated in my mind thirties... I was definitely off.
At the age of 26, this beautiful little angel would come and implant themselves inside my heart forever.
She is a joy to all those she meets, a sweet laugh that will silence a room and be so contagious, the best little kisses and hugs.
Kyra is such a blessing to me, she taught me a mother's Love, she taught me a whole new way of living, she taught me I could half way function on little sleep and taught me I could make a bottle in the middle of the night, in the dark.
Everything I do is for her, everything I want to accomplish is coming true because of her.
She is my reason for living, my reason I was saved in my car wreck.
She is forever my little girl and I wouldn't change it for anything.
Thank you Kyra for being the beautiful, unique, sweet and caring child that you are. I Love you more than the stars in the sky.
Your forever Mommy.