When the test revealed we would go from a family of two to three my world was filled with confusion. Would I be a good mother? Would I have it in me to be responsible for another human being and a tiny one at that? The night she was born, during the delivery, I kept saying "I can't do this." But I did. She was placed in my arms, so tiny, so precious and I became scared, anxious that this was real.
The years past as she grew and grew, amazing me at every turn. Her first word. Her first laugh. Her first boo-boo I could make better with a hug and a kiss. When she was seven, I found myself thinking again "I can't do this." as my husband left and now I was a single mother. He would be a part of her life, but not on the day-to-day. That would be on me. Could I do this?
Here we are, three years later. Her and I have shared tears, laughs and cultivated some hopefully great memories. She's ten. She's my world. A world I didn't think I could do. A world that scared me. She still reaches for my hand as I walk her to school, still snuggles up during a movie, still loves her mom's cheeseburgers and will always amaze me.
Happy Birthday Alexis!