...you may not know about me...
1.) I was born in San Antonio and was kicked out of ballet when I was three. I'm fourth of five kids and my older siblings called me Princess (even buying a plaque to hang from my bedroom door when I was a teen). I had my stomach pumped out three times by the time I was five...once for making a Tidy Bowl beer "wif a head on it", once for drinking ant killer, and for eating a bottle of Bayer Children's aspirin. We had Chinaberry wars that escalated to assaults from the roof (me) and I knew the world was perfect one evening at 7 when I was jumping rope on our front sidewalk, smelling leaves burning and knowing my dad was making spaghetti....ahhh, the life!
2.) My husband and I met at a foosball parlor where my sister and I would beat the snot out of all the guys because she played front very fast and I played back, so slow they couldn't believe it. I stepped on his feet and said I wouldn't get off until he told me his name. (Little did I know that he was so shy that I was asking a lot to get that.) Tomorrow is our 33rd anniversary.
3.) We got married when I was 18 and six weeks and he was nineteen. You may not know this but We.Had.All.Of.The.Answers. Problem was,when our first daughter was born a mere five months later (she was two months preemie,you do the math and no, this woman, I mean girl, didn't realize she was pregnant because she was sick all day, not just in the morning)with Spina Bifida and Hydrocephalus meaning without surgery, she would be a paraplegic, all those wonderful answers to life just went out of the window. Amber Diane was projected to live 24 hours and they did not do the surgery. Haha! she lived 13 years and 6 days longer than predicted. She was a privilege to parent and I miss her bear hugs daily.
4.) After having our second daughter,Heather Suzanne, (now 31, she's a gentle, gentle soul, vegetarian, animal savior, who is moving to Oregon in a few weeks The Furthest Away From Me She's Ever Been! with her husband of two years and the only grandkids I'll ever get from them Doobie the dog, Max and Ollie the cats.) we attempted for our third child after an Oopherectomy (removal of a cystic ovary) and ended up with a tubal pregnancy and a complete hysterectomy at 23.
5.) I foster parented for an adoption agency but quit after having to remove a baby from his parents because it was discovered that he was blind and that the frontal lobe of his brain had never developed. While his father sobbed to me about how much he loved having raspberries blown on his tummy, I just knew it was wrong, so wrong for the agency to refuse to let the family keep this child (they had not finalized yet) because he was "defective" and I guess they had a money-back guarantee or something. They placed another newborn boy with them about two weeks later. Got grief? Being a parent of a child with a disability, even at 22, I knew that was wrong, so wrong. He was adopted by a family who had a bio-daughter born with the same issues.
6.) We went to the local CPS office in San Antonio when we decided to adopt and were told that if we wanted to adopt a child who accepted our love or who would love us, these were not the children for us. After experiencing the emotional fallout on our daughter of having a special needs sibling, we opted for a domestic,open adoption and after two failed matches, Hannah Elizabeth came. After going to the CPS office in Austin and hearing the same exact thing, we chose to adopt our son from Ukraine, thereby avoiding all the issues....HA!
7.) I am a book reading, gardening fool who loves animals and will have a Hedgehog again while living in England, surrounding myself with all those lovely accents, all that history (history minor, elementary education major...taught for sixteen years).
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