My oldest son

Well, time to discuss children. I had my oldest son when I was 21. I was living out of my parents house. I was with someone who was abusive but we were trying to work things out. I was living in Newark. I love Newark. I enjoy living in cities where you have anonymity. The town I live in is nosey as hell. Anyway, for the first year and a half things seemed to be going well. Then a jumpoff felt like he wanted to check my son's paternity. I had no doubts so we did. Well, that shook my world to the core. Through this time, I realized that he wasn't developing at a rate as the other children. So my ex and I had him tested for learning disabilities. My ex is not my son's father. The results came back and he was diagnosed Autistic-PDD, speech delay, and ADHD. So from dealing with the paternity and the special needs, I became burnt out. I broke up with my ex, thinking it would help the situation. It didn't. I enrolled my son in speech classes. I tried to move in with his father. That has always been disastrous. Anyway, my son has improved so much. My desire for him is to be as "regular" as possible. He is the light of my life. It was just he and I for 7 1/2 years. I got pregnant and decided to keep the baby. I had my youngest in July 2008. I love my children. I struggle as a single parent but I don't regret my choices. Till next time.

Lashonn