Personal Narrative: Becoming A Mother

My mother managed taking care of three girls when Erica and I were first born. She was so excited to be pregnant again but, is was overwhelming when she brought us home from the hospital. Her birthing experience was so much better than the first one. So overall she had an amazing birth and she also has three amazing

A miracle happened on May 29th 2001… It was the day I Alexandria Betty-Anne Parent was born. That is most likely the biggest accomplishment of my life so far….

My one true goal in life was always to be a mother. I was thirty years old and had underwent over four surgeries on my female organs. I had finally given up hope that I may ever get pregnant and it not ultimately end in a miscarriage.

Growing up, I had spent about 4 years as an only child. On my fourth birthday, my parents brought home my brother Tim. Tim came from a small town in Ekaterinburg, Russia and I had no idea how adoption could have such a large impact on my life.

I had never been in an airplane before and flying half way around the world was a little scary, but God was by our side on every flight and he was with us when we went through customs in Kazakhstan and did not have to pay “extra” (We had been warned that many times the men who worked in customs took money from Americans.) He was with us when we held Briana for the first time, it was love at first sight for all three of us. We were saddened to find that because our daughter has cerebral palsy she had been left in a crib and was very stiff and did not speak. We began to work with her that very first day. For the first two weeks we were allowed to see Briana for two hours a day. It was on August 2nd that we were given the honor of becoming Briana’s parents. After court we went back to the baby house where the woman in charge stripped Briana naked and handed her to us. I will never forget that shocked look on Briana’s face when I put a new pink dress on

A huge turning point in my life was when I became a mother. My husband and I did everything to prepare for parenthood. What we didn’t know was that life had very different plans for us. On March 24th, 2008 we welcomed our beautiful son, Timothy John Constable into this world. He was born very premature, we watched him suffer and struggle and eventually take his last breath. When I think back to those extremely painful times the only positive I can remember is the sweet

January 31, 2006 I was blessed with my oldest daughter Amari and it was the happiest day of my life. Fast forward eleven years and three more children Antonio Jr, Amurryon and Aniya I am still the happiest man in the world. I had my children while I was young and I get to watch them grow as I continue to grow with them. Everything I have ever done has been for their happiness from joining the military to coming to Loyola to fulfill my degree.My youngest son Amurryon over time has aquired really bad Asthma and frequently sees his peditrician.I have been truly gifted with a great doctor for him and all of my children. My childrens doctor cares for them as if they were his own, he has watched them grow with me and they enjoy to see him as well.

The day my son was born was like no other day. I was 31 and in the army attending night school for helicopter training. It was late afternoon in Virginia and I was asleep in my bed. I was awoken to my wife saying she was in labor and three weeks early from the due date. I was in disbelief, no way she could have been in labor. I had totake her to a hospital in Newport News, Virginia. The nurses had confirmed that my

Eve?” Armani called into the small room, opening the door. Evangeline laid on a pile of blankets, their back turned to the door. “You okay?” He asked. Evangeline didn’t respond. “Well, I know what today is, and I hate to bother you like this, but there are six human newbies and they need you.” Armani said quietly.

I am a proud grandmother of 4 and have learned that I have a Savior, Jesus Christ. I have learned I am not a victim, but a victor.

She would try to get lost. It was the eighties and we had no cell phones or GPS. But, we had a car, and she said we were free with a car. She drove down all the little roads, but we were never really lost because we were never really scared and all roads lead somewhere.

The ride home was scary, but I knew I had a purpose and my faith wasn’t going to let me down. I had a 5-year-old little girl who needed me. The first week was a little exciting, we had a long list of things we needed to do. My niece came with no clothes or personal belonging. We spent the first week shopping for personal items

On, September 29th, of 2012 i had a baby girl by the name Bri’Asyah Shamoa Nix. By the time i realized she was here, it was too late to make any other decisions, as far as me wanting to do what i wanted to do.

During this conversation, I was able to get right through her and introduce Eve to the concept that all pregnancies are different and that things will be okay with this infant. Breast milk will protect the baby and the mother. Eve started to consider more about breastfeeding. She is someone who can be convinced as long as I work along side her. Therefore, I noted into my notes that I need to check back with her when she comes visit the office, and continue calling her later in the month. Sometimes having the support brings encouragement and stronger bonds. I am willing to make this work! As per other conversations I had, I met with a prenatal mother, who watches a lot of videos about delivery process and reads a lot of information to determine

From the moment the doctor slapped me on the butt to hear my first cry, you knew then, this child will be trouble for the next 18 years of her life. It was like my whole life was jinxed before it even started and nothing would ever be right .. Ever.