I am sometimes asked how is it being a young mother, my answer is, it has its ups and downs. I gave birth to my son at the age of 19. I was in labor at the time when there was a tornado in the town 15 minutes away from me. I was in labor all day that day on April 28th. On April 29th 2014 at 1:30 p.m. I finally gave birth to my 6 pounds and 2 ounce baby boy. He was so tiny I was scared to hold him. He measured 17 and a half inches long. I could not believe that I was someone’s mother. I was the type of person to always say that I was never going to have children because I didn’t like them. All of that changed when I had my son. The first couple of months were really rough; he didn’t sleep well at night and neither did I. When he cried I cried, it was just rough. I found that I had became depressed but I never told anyone about it. I had thoughts of running away and taking my own life because things were not going how I pictured it to go and from being stressed and depressed. Things soon started to ease up and things got better. I took pictures of my son every single day; I even changed his outfits throughout the day just to take a pictures son was steady growing and I wanted to capture every minute of it. Memories do last a lifetime so it was important for me to capture as much as I could. There were times when I did not look or feel my best but my son was happy and looked great. No matter how down I felt or how bad I felt or looked my son’s love and his presence reassured me that everything was okay. I was on the edge of losing my mind but I knew I couldn’t because of my son. Things got better over time and I learned to embrace every moment of it. He is now 3 and he has so much energy and he’s sooo smart! We do everything together; we play, eat at his favorite restaurants, paint, sing, everything! My favorite part about being a mom is watching him grow. I watch him grow into an intelligent, loving little boy. He tells me he loves me so even when I feel like no one else does I know that he do. I love to see him experiment and explore things. He says some of the craziest and funniest things that make me laugh. That’s another one of my favorite things about being a mom. There are many things that make me love being a mom. My son is my world, he is what keeps me going. No matter how tore up I am he accepts me and loves me. He sees me as super mom even when I’m not my best. Mommin’ ain’t easy but I make the best of it. I wouldn’t trade him or being a mom for nothing in the world! What are your favorite things about being a mom?