I have been dwelling on something lately.I have always wanted a baby.But I never thought I'd have one.I don't know why I thought this, I just didn't think it  was in the cards for me.It's like I was afraid to hope for it.Now that I am pregnant, it's still surreal to me.It's like I am holding my breath.Like it can be taken from me at anytime.And people's reactions to me reinforces what I think.The majority of people seem to be disappointed that I am pregnant.Not with me personally, but the fact that I am going to be a single mother.One day it really got to me and I was crying to my mother.I was so full of doubt.Could I really do it? Could I be everything my mother was to me?I mean my mother is AMAZING.I had only hoped to be half the woman she is,but be a comparable mother??Then my mother said something that just snapped me out of it.She said,"God doesn't make mistakes.He didn't entrust this baby to you without knowing you could handle it.He never puts more on us then we can bear.He has faith in you.Who are you ,not to have faith in him?"

 

And just like that I was able to exhale.