I'm in Florida and seeing my baby boy for the first time in almost two months!!!
For those who will ask, my son wasn't taken from me.
This is the first time since I got out of the hospital that I've been able to see him.
The last time was the hardest day, ever. It was the day I admitted myself for psychiatric help and went inpatient.
Because of my stay, we lost a lot of money from me being out of work and fell behind. I made a decision to allow him to stay in Florida with my parents until I felt emotionally well and continued to be stronger mentally.
We came under major financial problems and our lights and water is now out and I refuse to allow him to come back into that situation.
In a few short weeks, I'll be moving down to Florida again and will be a full time mommy again. I couldn't be more thrilled.
I took for granted being a mommy prior to all of this and I was beginning to become depressed from the length of time we were apart.
I'm so happy :)