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This is my first post. If I finish this I will have gotten farther than I ever have on a blog. It’s not easy though, I suck at typing fast and my fingers are already cramping! Bare with me! Anyways, lets take it from the top.

It all started in high school, September 8th to be exact. When an ER doctor walked in the room and told me I was pregnant. Time stopped… and my teenage life was over. Now I was an adult, not only because I was now a parent, they literally told me I was now the person calling the shots. I was transferred from the children’s ER to regular ER and had to sign my own release. So to say it was very overwhelming from the beginning is a vast understatement.

But life goes on. Randy was the first to get a job, technically. However the struggle to be adults became apparent when we realized it wasn’t as simple as filling out an application. He needed an ID, which should have been easy to get, with a social security card… which would have been easy to get, with a birth certificate… which he didn’t have. It wasn’t his fault though. His parents were split and all his documents were apparently lost in the crazy tug of war that ensued.

However he did find work, cleaning is uncles car shop. One hour a week Monday through Friday. He only made $20 a week, and every penny went to buying the baby a pack and play. My whole pregnancy consisted of him trying to get his birth certificate. He got it about a week after she was born. The struggle was REAL…

I was the first to get a real job, which Randy hated. It was at a Wal-Mart. It was a good job… for the first year or two. I am VERY shy. I never in a million  years thought I would end up working around tons of people, but there I was, and to give myself some credit, I was DARN good at my job.

Randy’s first job was also at Wal-Mart, but not mine. (I call it MY Wal-Mart to this day, even though I no longer work there..) Through many unfortunate circumstances that would take me way too long to go into detail about, in the almost six years since Leona was born Randy would have six different jobs to my one four year run at Wal-Mart.

My career with the infamous Wally World ended in mid October 2015, when I woke up with leg cramps that slowly progressed into me almost being completely unable to walk. It was the worst months of my life. Again this was a very complex time, which I will detail on another time, but know it was just another struggle that got my little family to where we are now.

So here I am now. A young stay at home mom, and wife. Deciding to push aside my shyness and expose myself to the world. Will it be hard, oh definitely! But hopefully I can bring some sort, for lack of a better word, entertainment to the day of whoever happens upon me.

So Until The Next Post & Thanks For Stopping By!   -MommieMiller