I was going to title this post "Ode to my baby mama", but since i married the lady who had my two kids she isn't my baby mama, but my ex wife.
Alot of you following this blog probably wouldn't know or even believe that I was married from the age of 20-25. Yea i got it in while I was alot younger. back then I..we thought that we knew everything. Little did we know that e didn't know shit and had no idea what we had gotten ourselves into.
I'm not at all knocking marriage, because I feel it is a good and healthy institution that more people need not to be afraid to take that leap into. However I think it is a good idea to wait and find out who you are as a person before you commit to take that next step with someone. I can't say i was ready for marriage at twenty. My first thought should have been that I wasn't ready to have a child. However finding myself in a situation where I had impregnated a woman I felt it was my duty to marry the woman. i didn't want to leave her hanging nor did I want my child to be born into this world a bastard. Just my take on things, I'm not the best man but I do live my life by a set of morals and principles. So one day in the months before our son was born we took our gddy asses to the courthouse and got married. Funny thing was right after the ceremony I had to go to work....go figure.
We had our ups and downs, good times and bad times and down the line had another child a beautiful baby girl. However I think our immaturity and not knowing how to deal with our own issues, let alone raise a family and maintain a relationship eventually split us apart.
Overall it was a good learning experience. When we were together we were best friends at times and i think we taught each other alot.
I was listening to Outkast's album "Stankonia" when this track came on. It made me think about what we had, and how it went down. I'm sorry Ms. Thompson, i am for real, never meant to make your daughter cry, i apologize a million times.
OneLove & BlaxLife
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