Mom Of A Teenager 8
My son is 13 years old today. I can’t believe this.
It’s official.
I’m a mom of a teenager!
I know I’m not that old but I sure do feel old. I was 21 when I had him.
I can still remember the day I found out I was pregnant. I bought a pregnancy test at a pharmacy store on Central Ave. in Yonkers, NY. My boyfriend (my husband now) and I decided to eat lunch at Nathan’s not far away. After we ate, I told him that I wanted to take the test. He wanted me to wait until we got home. But I needed to know because I was feeling too sick.
After I got out of the bathroom, I showed him the pregnancy test. Read the rest of this entry →
















