Ibop is Now Nineteen!

19 years ago today this time I was a 17-year-old senior in high school, sitting in class. Pregnant, due to deliver May 26th. She was born today!

Against all odds,this baby everyone fated would ruin my life(and I'd ruin hers) is a high school graduate, college student, model, and superstar.

There are no words to describe how I feel about my daughter. She is a most wonderful person. She is a wise, compassionate, kind person.

My daughter is very talented in art and music. She is majoring in fashion design and plays bass in a punk rock band. She also plays violin.

When she was small, about 5ish, she would read my stories and say Mom, you have such a way with words. She has always encouraged my writing.

Even now I have no idea where I got the determination, the knot of resistance, to have and keep her. Everyone wanted me to abort or give away.

Our life together has been a journey. Her first 3 years were turbulent as I dealt w/her abusive father. Then for 2 years it was just she & I.

I've spent the past 16 years trying to make up for her first 3 years. No child should ever see their mother willfully staying in abuse...

But my daughter has always felt I was not to blame, she's always been compassionate toward the child mother I was.

My daughter told me the other day Mom I've watched you grow up. I am so proud of you. *cries*

I sometimes feel my daughter was sent to save me, because without her presence & influence I'd have gone wild, probably became a drug addict. Or something else tragic. It's because of her I fought to become the good inside me.

But overall I realize my daughter is here for her own self. Her life is her own. Her gifts, her talents, are meant for the world.

She is so beautiful, inside and out. She is a remarkable person.

Originally posted to my twitter. Follow me for periodic motherhood tweets throughout the day.

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This blog entry written by Trula Breckenridge. Thanks for visiting Mama Specific Productions!