My Life up to Now
The year was 1992 and my mother went into labor. This scared her because it was a month early. I was not expected until early October and here it was September 6th. During the delivery there were a few complications. Finally at 11:56pm I was born. This was four minutes before Labor Day that year. Even though I was in this world, my mom couldn’t hold me. The umbilical cord was wrapped around my neck and going for a second time. After the cord was cut, I needed to be put in an incubator because my lungs weren’t fully developed. The days turned into weeks, and then a month went by. When I was healthy enough, my family took me home.
I had to share a room with my sister, who was five at the time. For the first week I was home, my sister woke me up every night because she had nightmares. That wasn’t much fun for my mom. She didn’t get much sleep anyways because I would randomly stop breathing when I slept. So she kept checking on me. My mom cared so much.
When I was seven months old, my family and I went camping to my uncle’s campground. My parents started setting up our tent when we arrived and us kids were supposed to stay in the car. Well my sister decided that she wanted to “help” my mom take me out of the car. She unbuckled me from my car seat, opened the door and pushed me out of the car. Such a loving sister, right? Needless to say, she got in trouble and was grounded to the tent. I bet she learned her lesson.
Let’s fast forward a little bit to my elementary days. I can’t really say much about the actual academic parts because its academics. I sat in class, had teachers say a bunch of things, then I would leave trying to figure out what in the world they were saying. How exciting. What I can talk about is all the fun stuff I did. I was involved in girl scouts. Don’t laugh, girl scouts was cool back then. My troop had parties, did arts and crafts, went on camping trips and sold those mouth-watering cookies that everyone loves. See,...