Wrote on 5.18.09 : At this time (about 10am) 8 years ago, I laid in a hospital bed in labor 17 years old and terrified! I really had no idea how I was going to take care of a child, I was still one myself. But 9 months earlier I had to make the biggest decision of my life when I found out I was pregnant at 16. And if I had to go back and do it again, I wouldnt change my decision. Yeah, life hasn't been easy, but it hasnt been terribly bad either. I know that I was brought into this world to become a mom and even though I had a very early start to motherhood I have loved EVERY moment of it. Eight years ago when I sat in that bed I had so much support. A lot of which I still have to this day and I am so thankful for. My parents have been my backbone (even with the sighs I hear everytime i say "guys, Im pregnant again!") No matter who has come and gone in my life they have never given up on me and im sure there were times when they could have. And this is what I have tried to do and plan on always doing for my four beautiful children. I have learn what it is to be a good parent from them and I hope they know how much I do appreciate them. Eight years ago I had been alive in this world for 17 years but it wasn't until 6 o' clock pm on May 18th 2001 when I first held my goregous baby boy Dylan that I began living. That kid is one of the smartest, most creative, sweetest little boys I've ever know and I am so proud to be his mom. I am greatful everyday I wake up to his cute smile and have to yell at him to stop watching cartoons and get ready for school! He's my only boy and no matter how much he can drive me crazy.. I love that boy more than anything else. And within the 8 years that I gave birth to him I have given him 3 sisters whom I love just as equally. I have everything I want in life. I have four amazing kids, an amazing husband - who if I might remind you is only the biological father to one of my children but loves and take care of the other 3 as his own and considers them just as much his children as his own- and I have a great family. I couldn't be happier. And it all started with a scared teenager laying in a hospital bed holding a beautiful bundle of joy who was named Dylan Wesley B. Mommy loves you bubba. I hope you have a wonderful birthday!