This is my mom. Millie is about 5 months old here.
Millie's grandma Nita. Who Millie gets her fashion sense from. There's a little princess in all of us right!
Maliyah my first born. I was 22 years old. She was just about an hour old here. What a life changing event this was. I was a single mom facing a whole new life. This was the beginning of my new life. It would challenge me in ways I never would have imagined. It's hard to be the sole support and protector of a little life. They trust that you will do everything right. You make sure they are not harmed that they are taken care of when they are sick and will always have a roof over their head food on the table and hugs and kisses for their boo boo's. You have to always put yourself last even when you are puking your guts out you have to be ready to make breakfast and go to work. You have to screen every one you let into your life to make sure they will not hurt your little one when you are not looking. She is my pride and joy the one who could bring me to tears make me laugh or frustrate me to no end. She's stubborn just like her Great grandma Doris but not to the same degree. She's a princess just like her grandma Nita was. And thoughtful Like her Grandma Sue. She loves little things like her momma. She's been my constant companion. She was my shopping buddy my movie pal. When I wanted to get in shape she was the one in the jogging stroller yelling faster mom faster! Millie was the one that told me I looked pretty when I was getting ready for a night out with the girls. Or would snap a picture of mommy when she wanted a new myspace photo. Some times wise before her years but yet still a little girl. Always ready with a hug and a smile. We've been through allot together I guess you could say. But to her is was normal.