So I have a little brother who is 14 months old. He thinks I am his second mother. He comes to me every time he gets tired. It doesn’t matter what I am doing he insists that I pick him up. Well, I was trying to study but he didn’t think the book was very interesting.

I love him so much. He was a miracle baby. The doc noticed he had stopped growing and at 37 or 38 weeks in my mother’s womb, the doc induced her into labor. He had a knot in the umbilical cord(don’t know if I spelled that right) but it wasn’t tight enough to completely stop blood flow it was just enough to keep him alive.