Fourteen years and six months ago after polishing off a bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes by myself, I took a pregnancy test.
I have no idea what prompted me to do this or why I even had a pregnancy test at home in the first place.
It was positive.
I was drunk and shocked and terrified.
It turned out to be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Happy Birthday to my firstborn.
My super funny, super talented, quick witted, intelligent, surprise.
He saved my life and changed me — for the better — forever.
He is continuously making me a more self-aware, more present, more patient, and overall better person and he reminds me that I will never, ever know all there is to know.
He has given me the most challenging, most rewarding, and fastest fourteen years of my life.
And I’m really looking forward to seeing where life takes the two of us from here.