I was pregnant and married to a cheating asshat…
I was about to give birth to a beautiful baby girl..
I did not think she was very pretty when she came out but I loved her..
I still do.
I am nervous to throw her a party on Sat. one where many friends join in to celebrate her birth.
A party I usually would have had when she was 1 but nope was dealing with the after-math of D-day and his drunken sorry ass..
Sometimes I want to say fucking Kendra.. but really it could have been anyone which saddens me even more because I adored her. He used her as much as he used me.
And that used to make me angry, but now it just makes me sad.
Progress.. I hope..
Going to pray now.. something I’ve been lacking lately
The patience to be with my Lord, our Lord and just be..
Because all of these moments are precious..
Our boy is almost 14 looking like he’s 21..
He is getting so big..
Well here’s to tomorrow..
Lot’s of errands to run ❤