Jackson Paul. What can I say about the best thing to ever happen to me? I planned on having him, but never realized how much he would impact every little thing I would ever do, forever. I fought for this little miracle. Hard. It took a good year of trying before that little stick read "positive" and three months in the hospital before he made his entrance into my world. Jax was 13 weeks early and weighed only 2 lbs, 10 oz. But he was healthy. He was a fighter, like he knew he had to be here.
I'm such a blessed mommy. My son has the most beautiful soul. He can smile and light up a room. Jax can hug me and make everything in my world okay again. He can forgive anyone for anything.
He is always thinking of others. Everywhere we go, he makes friends. It never ceases to amaze me. Always happy, always smiling.
I couldn't imagine my life without this boy.
