My Firstborn

On Tuesday, February 15th, my first baby, Jonathan will turn 17.

I was a teenage mom. 6 months shy of turning 20 when he was born.

So many people thought I was too young to be a mother. And they were probably right. In fact, I almost miscarried him when I was 3 months pregnant but I prayed to God and begged Him to let me have this child. He granted that prayer and I was forever changed the minute I became Jon-Jon's mommy.

I knew he would be a boy, I knew he would have big, brown eyes and I knew I was going to call him Jon-Jon. What I didn't know is just how much I would love him. Me & him have been through so much together.

Today, I consider him one of my best friends and I am so proud of his academic accomplishments. What I am most proud of is his love of Christ. Jon Jon just has a light about him and at 17, is a far better person now that I probably will ever be.

Thank you God for answering my prayer as I laid in the Emergency Room in August of 1993. I had been told that I was having a miscarriage. But you know far more than any doctor. You heard and answered my prayer and you gave me the most incredible gift that I know I did not deserve.

Happy Birthday 17th (on Tuesday) Jon-Jon. I could not have asked for a better first baby. Being your mommy is the best job I could have ever been given and you bring me pure joy. I love you, son!