I am a mother.

I am a mother. It has taken a long time for me to be able to say that anywhere but in my head. I have 2 beautiful little girls that keep me very busy. Olivia will be 7 in a few weeks and Madeline is almost 8 months old. I also have a son named Ryan who is 14, however he doesn't live with us, he lives with his adoptive mom.

I am a birth mom and I can finally hold my head up without shame and say it (not shame of my son, my own shame that I stupidly placed on myself). Most of my family do not know about Ryan, because the vast majority of my family could never understand what I have gone through. Mine is a long story and I hope that someone out there can get something out of it. I know that getting it out of my brain will help me.