I grew up in Henderson, Nevada, right outside of Las Vegas where I spent weekends with my dad. My parents split when I was two and a half. My dad, John, remarried to Lorraine. She has two sons, Gary & Ghered, and two daughters, Ashley & Heather. My dad has me and my older brother John from before my mom. My mom, Toni, remarried twice. Once to my brothers dad, Todd- then divorced. Then again to Jim- now deceased. My mom has only My younger brother Josh, and me. My parents never got along and that was hard for me. I was a trouble maker growing up. I was rebellious. My mom was super over protective, over bearing, and went overboard on EVERYTHING. Including punishment. We never got along. I begged to move with my dad for years and he had moved to Cedar City, Utah. I desperately wanted to go with him. By the time I was 16, she let me. Things were really good for a while. I got a job I was doing well in school, I participated in extracurricular activities. Things I never would have accomplished living with my mom. Then when I turned seventeen I started misbehaving again. Ditching school, sneaking out, going to parties, I even cheated on my boyfriend, who is now my husband.
But I quickly got sent to DT and just in time. It turned my whole life around. Shortly thereafter, I found out I was pregnant. I finished school early and got to walk with my class. I had my darling son 2/25/09. His name is Kaiden Tate. We call him Tater though. Even though I swore I never would. My husband and I married two days later. We just had a short little 'I DO' ceremony. In about five years, we'll renew our vows. Have a real wedding. I think about it evreyday. I get along a lot better with both of my parents, now that I'm not living at home. I talk to my mother frequently and my father occasionally. Nothing personal, just how it is. My husband, Dustin, my son, Tater, and I are currently living with his family in Gunnison, Utah. Honestly I hate it here. Not so much Gunnison but in this house. There's too many people here and all three of us are crammed in one little room, regardless the house is in Dustin's name. I don't mind his family at all.I just see them too much and it drives me crazy. We've lived on our own before. In two different apartments. The first one was perfect, just too far away. The second one I hated. It was so ugly and on main street. Everyone was always around. Were currently looking at a home in Salina. Its perfect for us. The guy that owns it uses it as his summer home, but rarely visits it. He wants out of it and we want into it. It's not on the market, the neighbor told us about it. We want to work a rent to own type of deal with him. Because I don't make enough money working at a little mom and pop restaraunt to get a big enough loan and Dustin already has a home in his name. Were just waiting to hear back. Our hopes are high. Maybe too high.
