My Birth Story

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My Birth Story A baby’s life helps to form and shape the future for that child; this goes the same for me. My birth, my sign, and my name, all relate to the way I live and act today. Many people may not see this connection for themselves, but it takes a little bit of research and thinking to come to realize why people are the way they are. Every day and every action that a child experiences can influence their actions as an adult. I was born on a Monday morning at 5:33. Although my mother was not in labor for long, she did take her time getting to the hospital to give birth. I was born on April 23, 1984, the day after Easter as a Taurus. In general, Taurus’ are stubborn people and can bring harmony from chaos. Taurean women tend to be very maternal and go-getters who often get what they want. Like a Taurus, my birth was a stubborn one, well, I suppose my mother was the stubborn one. It was Easter Sunday, and my mother had guests over and was cooking a magnificent leg of lamb (she is the best cook I have ever met), which she planned to enjoy with her family and friends. It was during her day in the kitchen that she went into labor. As the labor pains struck, she continued to cook and prepare the meal she had been planning. My mother was not going to go to the hospital until she sat down with her guests to enjoy the holiday feast. After the dinner, she finally gave in and went to the hospital with my father. Maybe deep down, my mother knew I was stubborn, yet strong willed and would wait for her to finish what she had started. I was an only child in my family for about a year and a half. Of course I don’t remember being an only child, but I feel that time will be similar to my first year at college. I’ve en... ... middle of paper ... ...cisions for myself and learn from any mistakes I may have made. The thing I remember most about my mom allowing my young independence was when I learned to dress myself. During my first year of preschool, I wore the same dress every day. It got to the point where my teachers called home to make sure I had enough clothes, but my parents simply told them: “We let her dress herself, and that’s what she wants to wear.” The same dress every day for a year, it was my trademark, I suppose. I strongly believe that everyone’s childhood is reflected in their adulthood. Wearing the same dress every day for a year and being born a stubborn child has molded me into the young woman I am today. Talking a lot and taking in what I learn has helped to develop strong opinions and morals that help me in making decisions every day. I am proud of who I am and where I come from.

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