So today we celebrated my sons bday today because his birthday is on a Monday. Let me just say being 34 almost 35 weeks pregnant and hosting a 2 year old party is WORK 😣. I’ve been on the move all day getting little things for his party and everything I’m tired. He’s turning 2 🤗😬😫 he’s growing up so fast like slow down. His father and I aren’t together but we are “TRYING” to co parent. We don’t really get along because he still thinks it’s hope for US 😒 Chile please (NEVER AGAIN) but today we got along and we able to come together and celebrate our baby boy. I’m so happy that nothing went wrong and both sides of the family coexisted with one another because it’s not about us adults it’s about my son. But here are some pictures 🤗 his cake

Him and his granny (My mom)

My big boy 😘

Him and his dad (Le’Shun and De’Shun)

So we started singing Happy Birthday to him and he started freaking out like he had a break down he was screaming and crying. I’m not use to that because my son doesn’t cry he whines with no tears at all but when I seen he had full on tears I knew something was wrong. My mom and I is that it was to loud in the place and with us singing happy birthday to him it just got really loud to where he was overwhelmed by the noise. So we cut the singing and got to the cake lol and No I didn’t take any pictures of myself and my kid 😂😂 which is very unusual but he enjoyed his day and I’m about to bath and kick my feet up and relax 😌🧘🏽‍♀️