First Time Parent

I have experienced being a first time parent twice. In 2003, I became pregnant, but a few months later the baby died. The definition of a parent is a mother or father; any organism that produces another. By that definition, even though the baby never birth out of me, I was a parent. When a female finds out that she is pregnant, she becomes attached immediately as if she is already holding the baby in her arms. Think about it. When a woman becomes pregnant, she has to make decisions that are good for the baby, like what to eat, monitoring her stress, physical activities, or the people she fellowships with. That all falls into being a parent because, the life inside the woman makes her a mother. She has to take care of the baby while he or she is in the womb as well as when the baby comes out. I was not married the first time I was pregnant, and I was nervous and excited. I see a child as a blessing and the Bible states so. When I found out I was pregnant, I started to make decisions that would be beneficial to my baby. I felt like a mother and I even talked to the baby. When I lost the baby, I was devastated.  I guess you can say I was emotionally unstable at the time, because I wanted to be pregnant again. I was scared that I was going to be one of those females who couldn’t have a baby, so I got pregnant on purpose the second time to prove to myself that  I could birth a baby. Foolish, I know. However, this pregnancy was successful.  With this pregnancy, I became a first time parent for the second time. This time becoming a parent was difficult. My son was born with complications. He spent the first 4 ½ months of his life in the hospital. I really had to trust God. When the doctors said my son my never walk or talk right, I had to trust God. When they said he would never drink from a bottle, I had to trust God. When the hospital overdosed him, I had to trust God. It was hard as a parent to see my child suffer the way he did. Now after being on oxygen for 2 ½ years, coming home with a feeding tube, two monitors, seven medications, and many surgeries later he is now a thriving six year-old! Anyone who did not see him back then would never guess he has suffered any. It was hard, but being the mother that I am, I had to be strong and trust God. I want God to be proud that he put Nehemiah Daniel Lumpkins on this earth for me to raise. I believe the baby that died inside of me is in heaven, and one day we will meet. How awesome that will be! Peace

Gentleman

Whats going on with dudes now a days. Like can I get a gentleman. What happened to opening the car door for a lady? What happened to helping a lady put a coat on? What happened to flowers? What happened to ladies first; especially when it comes to ordering? I’m just saying. Call me old fashion but I think that being a gentleman is important. Now a days, dudes are like well ya women all for equality, when the fact of the matter is we are not equal. Equal by definition means the same as; evenly proportioned. We are not the same as men and we are certainly not proportioned the same. I know some women feel as though we can do what men do, but that is a lie from the devil. We can’t any more than them being able to do what we do. Men can’t have babies. They are not nurturers by nature. We women of course are smarter, that’s why God puts us on this earth to help them. They need help. Men bodies are built differently, because they were created to labor, not us. If you ask me, I prefer the original plan. And to be honest, things were better when the women stayed home. Everything was balanced. Now you have kids growing up and their parents don’t even know them because they are both working. Anyway, back to the subject at hand. Where are the gentlemen at? I know there are a lot of men growing up without a father and everything, but a mother can teach her son how to treat a lady. What better way learn how to treat a lady than from a lady. I’m just saying. So fellas hint hint. And ladies, stop acting like can’t nobody do nothing for you and you are equal to a man, because we are not. A turn on for me is when a man can order for me because he knows what I like. Yeahers.