Did you want me?

Wow! I can't believe I've been missing from the blog scene for 3 months. Not that I haven't been compelled to write, I've just been busy or shall I say too lazy to pull out the laptop when I get home and type. I do have a lot on my mind and hopefully, my addiction to blogging will begin again after this post.

As you all may have guessed, my son asked me this question a couple of weeks ago. I'm telling you, he comes up with some of the deepest questions for a child his age. (But I guess all moms feel that way) But seriously, he threw me with this one, it came out of the blue. First he asked, "Are you a single mom?" "yes" "Is it hard being a single mom?" "yes" "Well, did you want me?" "yes" What other way do you answer a question like that coming from your child? Don't get me wrong, that was the total honest truth, I did want my son, but do you really expect your child to ask you that?

When I got pregnant, abortion didn't even cross my mind. This was my first pregnancy, I was scared as all get out, I cried when the nurse told me the test results were positive, but I couldn't end my first. My situation was NOT what I wanted it to be before I had a child. I wasn't married, this wasn't his first child, he and I were not on the best of terms, I lived at home with my mom, and I had some bills that I would have liked to be gone, but I could not end this pregnancy. With that being said, after the initial shock, I began to cherish every day of my pregnancy. I was sick for at least the first 5 months, but I knew that a little person was forming inside of me. I read books, searched the Internet, and asked questions to other moms trying to find out as much as I could about this process. I also did as much as I could to prepare. I began to pay off debts, and began to think about things like life insurance, driving slower and moving up in the working world to gain more to take care of this little one. I read to him, because I heard that he knew my voice and could hear me, I put ear phones to my stomach and played Bible verses to him, and music and stories. I never prayed so much in my life for anything, let alone someone I'd never met before. I loved every kick and every movement I felt within me.

To me, labor and delivery was easy. My biggest fear was and still is raising him to be a productive black man. I am doing all I can to ensure that he knows the struggle our ancestors went through to bring us this far, and with the help of family and friends, we have a lot of support, in good times and bad. I think he is a happy little boy, who feels loved and cared for. His dad is involved so although we are not together, I think my son is doing just fine. He also has other men in his life, real men who love him and also show him the right way. We have a small village surrounding us, keeping us safe and supported.

So, Son even though you were not born into the best of circumstances, and you are being raised by a single parent, you are and was from the very beginning a very wanted child. Don't let circumstances hold you back, the greatest man that ever lived was born in not the best of circumstances. Jesus Christ. A boy born to a young white mother and an African father who left him, has now become the first African American President of the United States. You can overcome your circumstances, and you are wanted and needed by me, your family and this world.