Tuesday August 20th, 1974.

From the stories I have heard, my mother was happily cooking dinner when she went into labor. I do not know many details, except my birth was one that got complicated a bit because I was breech. The doctor when he was *helping me* enter this world, dislocated my hip, but no one noticed until I was a couple of weeks old

Well, I dont remember much...lol but I do know my mother became pregnant when I was about 4-5 months old, and she had a very complicated pregnancy, due to the fact that she was RH-, and so was my sister whom she was pregnant with...so my grandmother was the one who cared for me, of course since I was a baby, or so I have heard.

My younger sister was born 3 weeks before my first birthday and had some problems. My mother had to give her special attention and therapy since she had been born without oxygen, and was *slower* at learning things than other babies...so I guess it is safe to assume my grandmother did much of the looking out for me and that is why I developed such a close bond with her instead of my mother

My mother has never really spoken to me about the day I was born, or much about my toddlers years...actually my mother and I have never really spoken since I had my children, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, we're talking about my childhood still.

I guess I had a happy one. I remember always being a nice and happy kid who asked a lot of questions, cared a lot about everyone and used to talk really loud sometimes and my grandfather would keep telling me to not yell I can still see him putting his hands on his forehead saying "Ahy AHy AHY! Please don't yell!!" LOL. :)

I had one older sister and one older brother, and my younger sister. We grew up in a really nice house in Puerto Rico. We lived in the countryside, which is where some of the best houses were. My grandfather had a lot of land and there was a river and waterfalls and a nice ranch...it was nice. I can't complain, I had a pretyt healthy childhood.

My parents got divorced when I was 10. My mother decided we would move to Florida, sicne she ahd already made plans to move to the US with us and our father (and he changed his mind last minute) she had already quit her great job so we moved to FLorida instead of Texas.

Life here was different. I was sad not to have my granparents around but they visited a lot. My mother worked long hours and was never around. My older sister became friend with this Girl in High schoolwho had a sister my age, so naturally I became *best friends* with her sister. :) We were a happy bunch and hung out almost daily. Her parents were always so nice to us and I loved going to their house....because they were a family. :)

So guess this is where it all began. Everything changed when my sister went to college.

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