Being a mother is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Sometimes I want to curl up in a ball, and hide from my own child because it’s just so stressful. Other times I just watch him playing, or learning something new, watch him sleep..and I cry because he’s just so amazing. You constantly think about your child. I am always aware and can hear everything he does. It’s like I’m always anticipating his next actions, and knowing if he’s going to get hurt, or scared. The changes were a lot all at once. You are never, ever prepared. I don’t care how many baby books a person reads (i never read any) they won’t prepare you for the lack of sleep, the stress, the amount of love you will feel. A lot was going on in my life when we had our son, so I don’t know if the added stress of getting married, and actually starting a family added to the craziness of having a new child. It was all new, it was all a learning experience…actually, every day is a learning experience. Sometimes I wish I had finished school before having my son, but I would never change who he is. He’s a high maintence child, so it can be overwhelming since I’m in school and working, but I do my best to be the best mother I can be to him. Being a wife on top of that makes decision making both more complicated and sometimes easier since I have a partner to help me. I wouldn’t change a thing. I’ve always wanted to be a mother, I’m glad I was able to have my son and get to watch him grow and become a man one day. The thought of that scares me so much, because he is so young right now and he’s still my baby…but, he’ll always be my baby boy.