Personal Narrative: How My Mom Changed My Life

Before my mother was going to have me she was pregnant before. Unfortunately she miscarried when she was about five months. Because she miscarried her pregnancy with me was harder that my younger sisters. I’ve been told that I moved around a lot that it caused me mother not to be ale to work. About two or three months before I was to be born my mom hit some complications and she ended up having to have topper, that’s how she explains it, meaning that they had to put something in she wouldn’t miscarry me. They were of fluid based and I apparently sucked it in and I was a little bigger when I was born because of it. I was born on September 16, 1995 and 8:45 pm in Fairfax, VA. My parents had to be flown to the hospital because where they first

went to there we major complications that they thought Fairfax would be better. My mother says that they had to use spoon like claws to take me out. My birth took a lot out of my mother I was out about two days after, while my mother was in the hospital for about month. My Karina, my dad’s sister was the one that took care of me when my mom was in the hospital. I sometimes joke to her that I was her first daughter because I spent all my time with her. During that month my mom was in the hospital about two after I was born my grandmother that it would be a good idea to pierce my ear, on one hand I liked that she did this because I don’t remember the pain. On the other my ears grew so I don’t feel like they are centered right anymore.