My story

Ok, where to begin. I guess I could start with my name. I am Amanda. That was easy. ;) Ok, so contrary to what my husband thinks, I didn't have an easy life. My parents divorced when I was just 2 and I was the victim of custody battles. My dad was actually granted custody of me. That was almost unheard of in that day. My mom suffered from bi-polar/manic depression, so that was a BIG factor in the custody. Ever since I can remember, my mom was always unstable and always trying to commit suicide. It was bad. My dad pretty much raised me. There were a few times in which I lived with my mom for a month or so, all at my choice, but then I always went back to my dad. My dad was a good dad. For the most part. He had this thing where he couldn't be happy unless there was a woman in his life. So, he had a lot. In and out...but also in and out of my life. Because of that and my mom, I never really had a stable female role model in my life. We lived with my aunt and uncle for awhile, and they became a second set of parents to me. I was finally surrounded by some stability...until my dad met and married what seemed to be a decent woman. She was for awhile...we moved in together and I gained two stepbrothers. Things were good for awhile. We lived in a very nice house, had nice things. Well, then when I was 16, my world was turned upside down. My mom died. She overdosed on PCP and benzo's. What a way to go. I was heartbroken. Not because she died, but because she died not knowing that I did love her. People tell me that she knew, but I wasn't able to tell her before she died. I saw what drugs did to my mom, so I had always vowed to never do them...even pot...so, still, to this day, I have never done a single drug. But, I coped in a different way. I was having sex with my older boyfriend way too much and then I had found and even older man...that was NOT a good idea. He was 7 years older than me...in high school, that is a big difference. I finally decided my senior year to get my shit straight and join the Navy. I left the following November. That is where I got happy. I dealt with my feelings and moved on. The Navy was great. I loved every aspect of it. That is where I met my husband. Ok, so maybe I didn't completely get over all the stuff, because we moved way fast. We married after only dating for five whole months...but we have now been married for five years. So, I guess it worked. ;) We got pregnant after 9 months of marriage. We were expecting a little girl!!! My pregnancy was uncomplicated. After being overdue for 13 days, I was finally induced and little Kendall Renee arrived into this world. She is getting ready to turn 4 in a couple of weeks. After she turned 2, we started trying for another...but we didn't have any success. So we finally seeked help. I had what they call PCOS or polycystic ovarian syndrome. We did a little Chlomid, but that didn't help, so we turned to injections to help me ovulate...we got pregnant the first time...with TWINS!!!! Even though it was twins, my pregnancy was very easy...they were born 5 weeks early on July 9th...a boy and a girl...more on the kids later...
Well, if you actually took the time to read my mini biography, then thank you. If not, then I don't blame you....peace!