I am starting this week with a post on here. I felt this blog needed a little TLC. Like an older sibling looking at the new arrival wondering if they would be able to live together. This blog was my dreams during my early motherhood stage. When I wasn’t sure how to swaddle my son who figured out that was not for him early. He is my pride and joy. I realized days before his birth I was nervous if we would pull through the final stage. Save my son was my request of his father. Yes I was willing to give everything for him. I have always wanted him to be happy. As I look back at pictures from that time I realize there is someone out there that is just like me making his mark on life. My mighty warrior…my son.