Personal Narrative: How Birth Affected My Family

Their actions led to me setting high standards for myself because everyone in my family thought I would be a highschool drop out like my siblings. Now that I am a senior I know that I'll be the first to graduate from high school and go to college. I am proud of myself because I have proved my family wrong. Their doubts have pushed me to be successful. I've come from a poor family so no matter what I do I'm going to remain

after giving birth to my son in 2011 I have been struggling with being overweight and just all around unhealthy. I 've gained in between 65-70 pounds durin my pregnancy of course it was from overindulging and not eating healthy. unfortunately, lack of the right nutrition/exercise it all caught up with me when I had my son. He was diagnosed with a heart defect and numerous of other major/minor things. he had to have opened heart surgery at two days old and another followed shortly after, plus all of the other things that were wrong as well. we pretty much lived at the hospital for the first three years of his life. he is now five years of age and is doing much better! so, with all of that being said, my focus after giving birth of course wasn

My family for sure, plays the biggest part in shaping of who I am today. Growing up wasn’t always smooth sailing, I often was influenced by many negative people that tried and guide me in the wrong direction;however, my family members were the ones that never seized to stop improving me. During the peak of my junior year when all the algebra, physics, history, and english classes were piling up in enormous numbers and were causing me to stress and

My life, like everyone’s, has ups and downs but my family has been there to help me through them. My family has always supported me during troubled times. Aside the trouble, my family and I have lots of good times together like going to Disney or going on family road trips. When I was 4 years old I started playing softball and my dad coached me through it all, he took me to the tournaments. I remember watching the Boston Red Sox with my dad when I was about 8 years old.

Overall, being the eldest child is stressful, in addition, the eldest child has to share everything with their younger siblings. However, if I wasn’t the oldest child and instead had an older sister instead of younger brothers, although I can’t imagine my life without those little brats around, a lot would probably change. Since I would have fewer responsibilities, fewer expectations, someone other than my parents and friends to rely on, and someone to talk to other than my mom and friends. I would probably become rebellious since I don’t have to worry much about responsibilities and expectations, for example, I wouldn’t care much about my grades since my older sister would get

Then 9 months later on February 16, 1999, at 3:10 am my precious son came out of my womb and placed on my chest. It was the most amazing experience ever, but also extremely exhausting thing ever! I was in the hospital for about another week till the doctor told me to go home, funny thing is that I got discharged on my birthday February 21, 1999, which I turned 16. At first, it felt like being a mother was easy, but in reality, it wasn 't because I also had to go to school plus he would always wake me up in the middle of the night, and be in an extreme of exhaustion. I started missing school more and more till I finally dropped out.

I was born in Berwyn, Illinois in McNeal Hospital on August 6, 2000, on a Sunday. I was born a month earlier than I was supposed to be, making me a premature baby. I weighed 5 pounds, 6 ounces and was 19 ½ inches long. As my father saw me he told my mother, “I make the most beautiful babies.” My mother’s family thought I looked like my father, the exact same nose, eyes, and lips. My mother was hemorrhaging after she had me and almost passed away. My father was going insane and called my family members to come to the hospital. Because of this, my mother needed a blood transfusion. Luckily, my mother was completely fine. My parents named me “Miss Alyssa Blanca Espino,” she thought this name was unique, as well as others. My favorite part

I was living in the orphanage and my life was about to change forever. I wasn’t going to look back on my old life and going to look at my new life and new family. As I was leaving I was saying my goodbyes to all my friends I made over the past. I was getting adopted.

An old Vietnamese proverb says that ¨brothers and sisters are as close as hands and feet¨(Siblings). One can never fully forget a sibling nor can one fully deny the love shared. Siblings may fight, but they will make up because their love overshadows their hate. Siblings are so close that they know each others weak points and may exploit them at times, but will protect them when outsiders interfere. Siblings often bring out the best and worst in each other.

but I was always taught to be thankful of the things that I had and to not be so selfish. Having two other siblings helped me prevent the want of being selfish. I do not know what I would do without my family. My family is very inspiring because they show me all aspects on how I should live my life through their experiences like education, parenting, and work ethic.

I was adopted the summer before fourth grade. I went to a school that wasn 't as good as East Lansing they didn 't really care if we did our homework or not, so I never had to do it my mom didn 't check to see if I even had homework. After I was adopted I started going to Pinecrest. Right when I got to my class I could tell it was going to be harder than my previous school. My adoptive mom helped me get used to the environment of the new school. While I was in second grade I learned that school was only going to get harder and that but my mom helped get used to it.

As Im reaching over to grab my pen, I then realized how puzzling this subject is to write about. I haven’t had a single accomplishment that’s worth writing about. Here I am 33 years old. I raised my younger brother and babysat growing up. Having a baby was the least of my worries. I was 18 at the time and I meet a guy. We fell in love fast. He was separated from his ex and she was pregnant.she was going through a difficult situation. So my boyfriend and raised his baby for over a year. That baby meant the world to me. About a year later he ended up getting a bysectoamy, by choice. Shortly after my world got cloudy. That moment in time is what made me want to have kids.

I have always been comfortable telling people I was born in Ethiopia, not the United States, and the fact that I am adopted. Depending on the level of intimacy, I might even confide that I lost both of my birth parents at a very young age. However, I have never have been able to talk about how much this affects me or how it makes me who I am, until very recently.

Later that morning, we arrived at Gordmans and paced through the store looking for bargains. I tried to shop, but was too distracted. Finding a chair, I sat and hoped my mom was doing okay. Finally my dad called and told Joy that my mom was rushed to the emergency room for a C-section. An overwhelming sense of panic ran through my body.

Becoming a father in my life was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Living for someone else and not just yourself is a special feeling. Knowing that it is your sole duties in life are now to love, provide, teach, mentor, discipline and love some more. I always hear people say “ Im don 't think I 'm ready to be a parent.” and to be honest I do not think anyone is ready to be a parent. I can still remember like it was yesterday the day my son was born. The feelings leading up to the day he was born were the most nerve racking days of my life.