This is my daughter, Karter. She is my reason for everything that I do. And just about every mom agrees she feels the same about her children. Now. the “reason for everything I do” includes appropriately dancing to rap music and making up dances every time she pees in the potty and gets an MnM. It’s also crazy that I don’t think twice about catching vomit, pee, or poop in my hands because I’d rather clean my hands than my carpet. We play outside. She rarely watches television and you won’t catch her with a phone or tablet (yes, we are THOSE parents). We read books and we learn and grow together.
Karter understands me. I mean she should, right. I partly created her and well, she literally came out of me. We love sports. We love clothes and shoes. We’re both politely bossy (but we all know that I rule – I am the mom after all). We love Daddy. And we love Jesus.
A few years ago, my husband and I had been trying for nearly a year to get pregnant. After realizing we needed help and sought that help out, we were told we had a 0% chance of having a child together. I can’t tell you the devastation that came with that. But I also can’t describe the love of Jesus and plan that He has because we were immediately led to the Nashville Fertility Center. Our amazing doctor told us that we would be pregnant in 3 months. Guess how long it took? 3 months. November 28th, 2014, we found out we were pregnant. And then in August, our beautiful miracle was born. It doesn’t matter that I went in on a Thursday night and didn’t leave the hospital until Monday afternoon because she decided not to join us until Saturday morning. It didn’t matter that the epidural wore off and I never fully dilated and had to deliver naturally. It doesn’t matter that I was in and out of consciousness and was so delusional that I thought I was actually in hell (really, I thought they rolled me out of the room and took me to hell – I saw red flames and everything). None of that matters, and I’d do it all again.
I breastfed for an entire year and still worked full time as a teacher, cross country coach, and girls assistant basketball. I traveled all over the United States during the summer coaching an AAU girls basketball team. I did it all with my baby girl with me through every step. Did I also mention that I decided to go back to school to get my Masters in Educational Leadership? So yeah, I was doing that too. In year two, I still work full time and coach the same sports, but I spent the summer working on my degree, which I’ll be finished with in December. And then in January, I start my Ed.S.
Crazy? Maybe. Cocky? Try confident. Badass? Hell yes.