Experiencing Motherhood

(none fiction) Experiencing Motherhood have it's good and it's bad. I will be honest and would not lie. It doesn't matter whether it was with the right person or not But what matters is if you have love in your heart the child you bare is what matters. I can't picture a moment of him not been by my side. It makes me insane I wonder if that's supposed to happen. For the night that I birth him it became a done deal. His tiny little hands and his tiny feet and cute little face was hard to resist. Oh! Yeah! I remember the first thing I say after I birth him was Oh My God he's white! (Sorry son I love you). And still is. First interratial relationship indeed not sugar coded but raw. A precious birth a perfect human being got mad at him once But never again. Young and stupid old and wise I always remind him. For some times he does his wrong but they innocent wrong, He's at development stage we're he doesn't know any better which is hard not to notice. My precious dear he is to me I am glad my experience of being a mother is with him only.