A story about how a little boy turned a single woman into a mom.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
On Febuary 1st I met my son for the first time. I knew he was my son before I had meat him, like any expectant mother I loved him before I had seen him in person. You see I adopted my wee one. He is perfect and this picture was about an hour after I had met him. My introduction was very similar to many new mothers first meetings, the child is washed off and placed in your arms. Jacob had just had a bath and he was carried down the stairs and placed in my arms. Only too perfect of the first greeting.