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Today I went to my step sister-in-laws baby shower at my daddy's house. I was pretty much surrounded by babies the whole time, and it got me to thinking. 

It's so wonderful how BABIES can bring family so CLOSE.

I have a different upbringing than most people. Long story short:

My mom passed of a heart condition when I was four.
My dad remarried shortly after to my first step mom. Mistake, She left taking everything.
My dad started drinking.
My dad met my current step mom, at the time another MISTAKE.
My stepmom became abusive towards me, really hurting me.
My dad became abusive to my step-mom (not because she was abusive towards me).
A lot of things happened. My dad got in trouble with the law. 
Dad went to prison for 6 weeks.
Step-mom became even more abusive.
7th grade I went to school & told on my step-mom.
My aunt & uncle got custody when I was 12.
When I was 16, I became rebellous.
I tried moving back in with my dad, didn't work.
I moved out when I was 18.

Needless to say, my family got broken up during the process & a lot of feelings were hurt :/

Now where was I?... BABIES!

Sitting at my dads today watching everyone so happy with all the babies really made me feel good. New life has such a great way of mending broken bonds & bringing relationships back to where they should have always been. 

Ever since Hasting was born my family has been there more than ever, and it is THE greatest feeling. I only wish that my mom could be here to see her grandbaby, but I know she is smiling down on him.

Hasting and I also made a stop on the way home to see his MiMi & PaPa, along with his Aunt BriBri & Uncle Collin. Seeing the two little ones (Brianna & Collin) holding Hasting just lights me up. It reminds me of back when they were little and makes me feel SO old.


PaPa & Hasting




Uncle Collin & Hasting




Aunt BriBri & Hasting!




PaPa & MiMi with Hasting!



It's great to see that Hasting is such a blessing is so many people's eyes! Thank you God for blessing us with such a wonderful baby boy, and for bringing my family closer than EVER.

LG


Comments

  1. Glad I met you in the time before you rebelled. lol. but yes babies do tend to make everyone come together. your mom would be proud of you girl. look how far you have come and where you are :) a lot to be thankful for!

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