How To Be Considered A Young Mother

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I’m not sure when it is too early or too late to be considered a young mother. I am, however, certain I do not want to define my journey as that, especially with the negative connotation that comes with that label. What I do know is that being a mom for the first time is an awakening and life-changing experience for anyone regardless of age. The gift of reproducing can bring tears to anyone's eyes, but I will admit it takes the right person to take on this lifelong responsibility. You can read all the books you want, join all the mom forums and take all the maternity classes available, but they won't prepare you for when it's time.
Now, the time was March 16, 2014. I had just woke up from what was supposed to be a nap. I had a feeling I slept longer than intended. I looked outside and noticed it was still dark. I was a little confused because I heard the birds singing. It was a beautiful melody if I might add. I quickly snapped out of the drowsy spell I was in. I attempted
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It amazes me how much of a positive impact I’m having on someone. Malachi shows common courtesy to those he interacts with. He says please and thank you. He defends his little brother, Josiah when he is scared. When I myself can not understand Josiah, Malachi speaks up and helps us understand what Josiah is trying to say. I love the protective nature in him and big brother role he plays. I will admit Malachi is outspoken. If he says “God bless you” when you sneeze and you do not do not say thank you, he will remind you to say thank you. I know his intentions are far from rude. He believes everyone should have the manners and values he is taught. I admire how he latched on to all I’ve taught him and use what he's learned in his daily interactions. This is only the beginning. When I’m done with Malachi, he will be even more graceful and strong than he is

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