V is for Vulnerability

My life has been full of failures, mistakes, and losses, but I found a way to turn it around and become a confident, happy, and optimistic person. It’s been an uphill climb the moment I popped out of my mom’s V.

I came into this world as an “oops” baby 36 years ago. My dad had just gotten out of his twenty-year stint in the Navy, and my parents got busy on the kitchen counter to celebrate. Oops!

They were polar opposites. My dad had a PhD in Physics and was super healthy and fit. My mom didn’t graduate high school, smoked a pack of cigarettes a day, and drank coffee like it was going out of style. Despite their differences, there was real fire between them, and it gave them motivation to have another child. But, man was I doomed from the start.

The complications of my birth were pretty unfathomable. First, I was born with one testicle the size of a baseball. According to my brother, the doctor had to drain it with a needle while I was screaming my lungs out like every other newborn.

I was also a breech birth. Yup, legs came out first. I was a black and blue, crusty, and extremely gooey baby, whose umbilical cord was wrapped around his leg and body.

I’m pretty sure I was yanked out. That's probably why my adult spine is out of whack and I find myself overcompensating on my left more than my right.

I’m sure I looked like a deformed alien. Even now, there are days when I feel like an alien in my own body.

This is all to say that I find humor in my pain, and I want you to know that whatever you are going through right now, it will get better. Change the way you think and turn your brain on to positivity. The world doesn’t need to be as bad as you think it is.

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