I found out I was pregnant very early, 2 weeks in. I was in a relationship with the guy, he tried to convince me to have an abortion and I wouldn’t do it, he broke up with me and still tried to convince me to have one, I stayed consistent with, “No”. At 20 weeks I found out I was having a boy, I was super happy, I really wanted a boy. 9 months went by fast, he arrived 5 days late on July 8th, 2016. I knew I was prone to getting post partum depression and anxiety. Thankfully, there’s a wonderful non-profit in my town, called WellMama and I quickly got connected with them. They offer support and resources for parents struggling with PPD/PPA. I later became a volunteer and now I am on the board of directors. The beginning was very difficult I struggled with nursing for the first few weeks and had to wear a nipple guard for a while for him to be able to nurse. Thankfully, around 2 months I didn’t have to wear it anymore, he caught on and it was smooth sailing from there. He cluster fed a lot and that became exhausting but we did it and made it through. He nursed for 2.5 years and it was a wonderful bonding experience and time. I had to start working again when he was 6 months old so he started a daycare. It was very emotionally hard for me, I didn’t know if I could do it. He always co-slept (still does) and they only had cribs at the daycare, he never liked being in a pack and play or crib. During nap time the teachers had to hold him when he slept. When he turned a year he was then able to sleep on a cot and that was much better for him, he loves school and is now in preschool, not sure where the past 3 years went! His “father” has never been involved and has no interest. He doesn’t pay court ordered child support and the state will soon be suspending his license. Consequences. Liam is a light to everyone he’s around. He’s smart, healthy, happy and a ray of sunshine. I think one of the main things I’ve taken out of parenting so far is, listen to your child’s needs, if something isn’t working, try something else. Liam has always been pretty happy most of the time but sometimes when he was younger and couldn’t talk, I would try multiple things and they weren’t working, I kept trying. Sometimes he was gassy, teething pain and many other things that first time parents don’t really think about. I lost my mom when I was 17 from cancer, there was never a dad so I didn’t have much support. I don’t talk to my family for many different reasons. I have people that have become my family. I’m always here to listen and give advice to other new mothers that may not have the support. Thank you for letting me share my story.