Fourteen years ago, I thought raising children was easy. I thought you just followed what the books said. I thought love was enough.
Fourteen years ago tomorrow, my life changed forever. I grew, I loved more than I thought possible, I found my greatest sorrows and joys. I found out that I really was tough enough and that I can do anything.
Tomorrow, Konal turns fourteen years old. Born on his due date at precisely 2 pm in the afternoon. Completely natural childbirth with two hours of pushing. I remember every detail of the day even when I forget everything else in my life. I remember the pain. I remember the anticipation, and I remember the first time I looked into his bright blue eyes.
I regret nothing.
Thank you, my child, for teaching me how much more the world can be.