Somedays I feel weak and ask myself over and over how I can raise a child on my own. It gets hard and some nights I cry when she’s asleep because I don’t think I can do this on my own and wish I could give her more than can I have been able to give.

But everyday, I wake up with a smile on my face and seeing her smile and laugh reminds me that even when she goes through her phases of wanting certain things and getting mad at me for not being able to give them to her, I know she will see one day that even when everyone bought her everything she wanted and mom wasn’t able too, mom was able to give her love and be there to comfort her and hold her when she cries. I love being her mom and even when I’m weak, I know I’m strong for not only myself but for her as well. ❤️