This is my husband, Big T. I have been married to him for one year and have been together with him for eight. He’s 24 years older than me so sometimes the generational gap makes our relationship suffer to say the least.We have been through a lot together to say the least. He is pretty laid back and reserved. He’s a good balance to my chaotic mind and heart. He has his flaws and is not perfect . I don’t know how but somehow we have made it work through all of our trials and tribulations.
This is my teenager D. He just turned 13 in August and he is pretty amazing to say the least. I had him at the age of seventeen so you could say and that him and I grew up together in a way. At the age of five, he was diagnosed with high functioning
autism and he has come a long way since then. He went from being almost non verbal at age four to being in advanced/gifted classes in the seventh grade. He has overcome many obstacles and is persistent in whatever he sets his mind to. I wish that I had that kind of motivation.
Next is my 6 year old, little T. I delivered little T on my 24th birthday and needless to say, personality wise, he is a mini version of me. He’s shy at first but then all of his high energy comes out when you get to know him. He does not like routine and structure which is very opposite from D and Big T. He has not taken the middle child role very well and continues to want to be the center of attention.
Last but not least is Baby M. Baby M is my youngest child and he is 5 months old. He was the only one planned out of all my kids. He also came after heart breaking miscarriage I suffered in July of 2010. His personality is bright and cheerful. He has the most pleasant disposition out of all of my kids. He still doesn’t sleep through the night but with a face like this,
how could I ever get mad?