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Mommas in their 20’s 🥳

First Birthday as a mother

Today was my first birthday as a mother, and I didn’t do anything. I didn’t go out, I didn’t get blackout drunk. I just stayed in the house with my son, and honestly, I’m okay with that.

This was the first year I actually wished for something, or at least the first year in a long time. There’s about 30 minutes left of my birthday, and it just has me thinking about how getting older changes the things you wish for, especially once you have children.

I’m grateful for my son because I genuinely might not have made it to this birthday without him. His name is August because I got pregnant with him in August of last year, between me and his father’s birthdays so that makes this time of year even more special to me.

This was a very eventful year. I learned a lot of lessons, and I’m thankful for all of them. Most of all, I’m thankful for my son.

Happy birthday to me. ❤️
Leo’s are the best
Est. 03’

(And yes, I did welcome my birthday at Chris Brown’s after party. I did see him lol. But for my actual birthday, I’m content with being with family.).