I haven’t posted on here in such a long time. It is so hard to let my blog go (I still pay for it  even when it is dormant) but so much has been happening in my life since I last posted. I am a mom! Can you even imagine? I definitely couldn’t imagine it until it happened. This post is just an update on life and a promise that I will try to keep updating world’s forgotten girl. 

On March 15th 2017 at about 7am, I took a pregnancy test and got a BIG FAT POSITIVE. It was so exciting. I was shaking. Bill hadn’t left for work yet so I called him upstairs and told him to go into the bathroom that there was something I wanted him to see. He went in there, came out, and gave me a big hug and kiss. The next person I told was my friend Adwoba. Bill and I told our parents later that day. We had told most of our family and friends by 15 weeks. I was 4 weeks along when we found out. My due date was November 16th 2017. The next almost 36 weeks were some of the best I’ve ever had. The first flutter, the first kick, the alien baby movement, the hiccups. I can’t possibly explain the feeling.

On November 10th 2017 at about 9pm, my water broke. How do I know this? I was involuntarily ‘peeing’ and just couldn’t stop it. Bill was asleep and I didn’t wake him up because I wanted to know what my obgyn would want me to do. I called the hospital and was told the midwife on-call was going to call me. I was not contracting or anything at this point, just ‘peeing’. I called back a few more times because the midwife didn’t return my call. While waiting for her call, I crocheted a diaper cover for my baby. I could not wait to meet her. Finally at 6am on November 11, the midwife called, she told me to go in and that I will be induced because I was still not contracting. I called my mom and my parents-in-law and luckily this was happening on the weekend so they all started driving, my mom from Woodbridge, VA and Bill’s parents from River Forest, Il. So much happened on the Saturday, that I honestly do not want to recount but on Sunday November 12th at 6:15am, we welcomed Sloane Elizabeth Edufa Samore via caesarean section. Her name Sloane (pronounced: SLOWN, rhymes with OWN) means warrior, we fell in love with it, Elizabeth is after Bill’s mother, Edufa was my great grandmother.

My mom once told me that there’s no way she can explain how much she loves me but she will wait until I have my own child so I can understand a mother’s love. Sloane is everything and more. I didn’t know it was possible to love a person this much. She has the best personality, she is reaching milestones every day. She is the definition of an easy baby, very rarely cries, always smiling, laughing, singing and talking. Just like Kanye, she can sleep anywhere no matter how quiet or loud it is. She makes my heart smile every second of everyday. She is growing amazingly and she is the most beautiful baby to ever be born into this world*

Life as a family of 3 has been great so far. Bill has been so great with Sloane, he’s protective and has been working harder than ever to ensure Sloane has the best of everything. We still wake up once a night since she is exclusively breastfed but this is something I actually look forward to every night, sometimes I wake up and wait for her to wake up.

My hopes and dreams for Sloane is for her to be happy and healthy. I want her to grow up to be kind, caring, confident, smart, hardworking, and loving. My hope for us as her parents is to love and nurture her and provide with the resources she needs to be the absolute best she can be. Here is a recent photo of baby Sloane.

*Every mother thinks this about their baby