Pure love
Being a mother at eighteen years old isn't easy. It's nowhere NEAR easy. Although I wouldn't trade my life with this precious boy for ANYTHING.
"No" "get rid of it" "we can get this taken care of"
Said my mother..
"No" "women have abortions all of the time"
Said my boyfriend.
But I stood up for you with every fiber of my being. Protecting you. Because I would never give in to them.
Meeting you, the best day of my life.
Locking eyes with this miracle for the first time, surreal.
You're a gift, baby boy.
Your smile radiates through my soul. Your laugh makes my heart beam with love.
Everything I do is for you.
You ARE my life, Oliver.
I love you.
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