How it all began.

It all started on August 29, 1994 when I was welcomed into this world by my parents and 4 older siblings in Madison, Wisconsin. At 4 weeks old I was diagnosed with Pyloric stenosis( that is where the stomach muscle does not form correctly and causes you to projectile vomit constantly), shortly after we had learned that I had asthma as well as a multitude of other medical things wrong. My parents and I went through many blood tests, doctors appointments, hospital visits, shots, and x-rays, and why I was so sick was still a mystery. The one thing that doctors did know was that I was a very severe asthmatic and could not live without steroids, a dosage for a 200 lb grown male to be exact. Not even a year old and my parents and I were introduced to a world of pain, suffering, sleepless nights, and countless trips to the hospital because I would stop breathing at the drop of a hat. After nearly dying 7 times and being on steroids constantly for many many years, still no one had any idea why I was such a sickly child and my parents started to question the need for all of the medications. Doctors said if I kept taking the steroids at such a high dosage for much longer I would most likely die and any side effects I would suffer in the future were a complete mystery, and if I was taken off of them I would still die. My parents, against medical advice, took the chance and started to slowly ween me off of all steroids and other medications I was on, and miraculously I started becoming healthier. I had suffered many side effects from all of the medications, like extreme amounts of hair all over my body, I would get random streaks of pain throughout my body, abnormal joint pain, my bones were very fragile, and tons of other things but because of all of this I was not 'normal' and could not do 'normal' things growing up. I always had to be very cautious when doing activities with friends or at school because if I overworked myself just a tiny bit I would have an asthma attack. All of these things put together caused me to me bullied a lot growing up, to the point I would come home crying daily because the kids were so mean to me. In second grade my mom taught me how to shave in hopes it would help the other kids see me as normal and it did, quiet a bit actually, but I was still made fun of for still not being able to run and play like the others without having an asthma attack. I became very shy and throughout elementary school I had a group of friends that I stuck with, and without them I don't think I would have made it through the first few years of school. At the end of my 4th grade we decided to move to a very rural part of Maine. I thought this was going to be great, I could have a fresh start and no one could use my past to bully me, but still I was bullied for no reason at all. Now by this time in my life my asthma had calmed down a lot and I was able to play sports and do basically anything as long as I used my inhaler before hand. I started playing soccer, my favorite sport, and I was a pretty good player until I broke my arm playing. Since my bones were so fragile a simple slide tackle caused my elbow to dislocate,  break both bones in my right arm, and they both broke in 3 different spots. It took 4 surgeries, 2 metal plates, 16 screws, and 2 years for my arm to heal completely. During this time I was so unbelievably popular and I was loving it! I had never had so many people be nice to me and want to hangout. It wasn't until after I was out of a cast and completely healed that I found out they only wanted to be my friend because they felt bad for me. So then we moved again and by this time I was in high school. Now high school is a whole different world, girls are catty and mean, all boys want is sex, cliques are formed, people are made fun of for not wearing high end clothing, if you don't party and are not popular you're stupid, if you do your homework you're a teachers pet, nasty rumors are started, basically anything and everything about you is talked about and judged. Since I had been subjected to bullying my entire life, I was extremely strong emotionally and mentally and I had a major 'do not give a fuck' attitude which caused people to see me as a bitch. There were nasty rumors about me spread constantly, I got dirty looks walking from class to class, teachers hated me because I was so attitudinal, I was basically a walking target for people to hate on. Sophomore year came and I decided to drop out of high school to go to a private online school. I absolutely loved it, I didn't have homework every day, I only had one class in the morning I had to be apart of, I was basically a free person and this is when I met my husband. During this time one of my older sisters was a Biathlete and was training to compete in the Olypmics and so she was traveling all over the United States as well as all over the world. Since I was home schooled I was able to travel with my family, and this is a part of my life that I will never forget. We went to Iceland, Sweden, Germany, Paris, Austria, Canada, and all over the United States. When we got back from traveling the world I was spending a lot of time with my boyfriend and not long after fell pregnant, at 15 years old. Although I was not in school the word got around very quickly and I received some of the worst hate I have ever gotten in my life. People were telling me to get an abortion, kill myself, I was going to be the worst mother ever, I was ruining my life, I was an awful person, mentally unstable, they hoped my child would be born with a disability, I was a bitch, skank, slut, whore,  basically anything and everything nasty I was getting it sent to me. All of the friends I had stopped talking to me and I had no one except my family and boyfriend. I was so depressed, I stopped doing my schooling and dropped out of online school. My entire life my dad has worked for the government so he was always away from home months at a time and had a second home in Washington DC, so when I got pregnant we decided to move to DC so we could be a family. After I had my son in 2011 we moved back up to northern Maine so I could finish my schooling in a program called CHIPPY. It is a school for mothers and fathers that had children and never got to finish their education, and while I was in class my son was in the room next to me being watched. It was an amazing program, I got so much support from other moms and the teachers and it really helped me to push myself. I got my GED and graduated in 2012, something that I am SO unbelievably proud of myself for doing. Fast forward a bit and here I am now.. 19, married, my son is perfectly healthy, we are living on our own in Las Vegas, beating all the statistics people have for teen parents, and I am stronger than I have ever been before. If I can over come everything that I have been through, I know you can too!
 I know I skipped out on a lot of details but I didn't want this post to be extremely long and I want to save my pregnancy story for another post. I hope you enjoyed this little blurb about my life! If you did please leave a comment letting me know and if you have any feedback or request for my next post, please feel free to comment that as well! I hope you all have a great day and remember you too can overcome any obstacle you are facing, you just have to believe in yourself!