How’d we get here 

I was born Christina Elizabeth on October 23, 1981. I was the first and only child for Dawn and Dennis. If you know me personally you might hear me say “I don’t have a dad” and while that’s not enterally true there is some truth to that. My parents divorced when I was 6 months old my birth father was in and out of prison my entire childhood years. The memories I have of him from those years are ones no child should ever have to remember. Memories of abuse and fear. Things that I can still see so vividly even as I type this blog post. My mom did her best to protect me from that but she could only do so much. Don’t let those things give you a negative image of my mom. My mom is my hero! 
I was 5 years old when my mom met Bobby. Bobby was a truck driver and I remember we would go on the road with him sometimes. It was fun to sleep in the back of the big rig truck and eat junk food. They were married and I was given a baby sister Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was born July 8th, 1988 her and I are 6 years and 9 months apart. Once Kaitlyn was born the relationship between Bobby and I changed. I remember feeling like he didn’t need me anymore he had his own child now. I remember spending a lot of time with his sister Mary. My Aunt Mary, see Mary was raising Sabrina and Michael who I called my cousins at the time. Mary would take us on camping trips, road trips to see Grandma and Grandpa (Bobby’s Parents) lots of good memories. Bobby and my mom didn’t have a great relationship either I remember lots of fighting and we moved around a lot as well. My mom was ALWAYS the provider. I never remember her being without some sort of job. I never remember going without anything. It may not have been what I wanted right when I wanted it but she always provided.
Around this time I started attending a local church call Christian Life Center. They had busses that would come around and pick up kids from all over the city. My mom even started going to church too. Things at our home were about the same. If I recall correctly my mom and Bobby were divorcing when my mom found out she was pregnant with my baby sister Kendall. Kendall was born April 4th, 1995 her and I are almost 15 years apart. We lived in a trailer in Santa Rosa when Kendall was born and I was attending still in Middle School in Cotati. 

I was really involved with my church at this point. I joined the Children’s ministry and was a member of the puppet team. The puppet team did skits and songs for the Children’s events Pastor Tim spoke at. I then started traveling with the ministry team. My mom and Bobby finally divorced and we moved to Petaluma the summer before my sophomore year of High school. I stayed very involved with Church and the Children’s ministry. The summer of 1997 I was home maybe 2 weekends that summer. Some of my closest friends were also traveling with Pastor Tim and the ministry team.
That brings us to how I started dating Kevin. See Kevin and I didn’t really get along or let’s just say I got on his nerves. I’m 5 years younger then Kevin and the real reason why really hung out at all  was because my best friend Jessica was dating Kevin’s brother. Jessica is my best friend still to this day. Her sister was also dating Kevin’s best friend. Head spinner I know. We were just one happy little family… At that time. More like young, stupid and naive. I turned 16 October 1997 and my mom rented a limo for all of us to go to San Francisco for dinner. Shortly after that what actually ended up happening was a good old game of set up by my best friend Jessica. She played the game of he told me he likes you and she told me she like you. With both Kevin and myself and well, it worked.
Kevin and I started dating November 1997 and he asked me to marry him July 1998. Yes I was 16 years old. Now remember Kevin is 5 years older then me so I was 16 and he was 21. Holy crap! Being a mother now I’d never allow this! Thinking back on it now it’s completely insane. At the time it seemed so right. I was In love and now one could tell me any different. I was still in High school but went on independent study so I could work full time to prepare for my new “adult” life.
Kevin and I married October 30, 1999 a week after my 18th Birthday. 

Kevin and I thought we had it figured out. We went through pre material counseling with Pastor Tim. We had a little one bedroom apartment and were both working. We had this all figured out. About a month after we got married I got pregnant with our first child. I was not ready for what my body was about to go through the next 9 months. It seemed like from the second I peed on that stick I had morning sickness. I could not keep anything down. At some points not even water. The first 4 or so months was pretty bad. I wanted to have a natural birth so my medical care was provided through the Women’s Health and Birth Center here in Santa Rosa. They take a more natural approach. We didn’t find out the sex of the baby but I knew she was a girl.
Taylor Nicole was born September 6, 2000 at 6:36 pm after being 10 days late she was 10 pounds 7 ounces. YES, I did have that natural delivery I wanted. Taylor was stuck in my pelvic bone so I had to stand and squat to push her out. The poor girl had bruises on her head it looked like we abused her. She was bald as could be and baby blue eyes. But she was beautiful and perfect! I never knew was unconditional love felt like until the moment I laid eyes on her! Like nothing else in the world mattered. Thank you God for this beautiful gift. The hospital asked me if I needed information on being a teen parent and I was so offended. I was married for crying out loud! But to be honest I had no idea what I was doing. Lucky for me Taylor was such a easy baby. She didn’t cry. She slept well. But I was a emotional wreck. I had no idea at the time what was going on. My emotions were all over the place. I would eat to stuff my pain. 

We struggled a lot! Young parents with no real idea what we were doing. I stayed home with Taylor while Kevin went back to work. Kevin worked hard to support us the best he could. That’s something he strived to do. But it was tough. We moved to Las Vegas when Taylor was 2 months old. It was a lot cheaper there and we thought we could make a better life. My moms best friend Tayna and her family lived there and helped us get settled. Man that was tough being a brand new mom hundreds of miles away from family before the social media or FaceTime age. I was lost! Lucky for me my mom and sisters surprised me with a visit for the holidays and stayed a whole month. We only stayed in Nevada for about 5 months. This time. We went back and forth between California and Nevada over the next year. Staying with friends. Finding short term rentals. We even lived at a resort we worked at one summer on Lake Mead.
Emotionally I was struggling during this time. I knew I was unhealthy I was considering gastric bypass surgery. This was all the rage during this time even though really I knew nothing about it. I was also been seen for postpartum depression. I believe this was one of the times I was trying medication to treat it. During this time I was seen by a doctor who diagnosed me with OCD and ADD. This doctor he said the form OCD that I suffered from was classified as OCPD obsessive compulsive personality disorder. He told me that I also had ADD that diagnosis was not a surprise to me considering both of my sisters have been diagnosed prior.
I found out I was pregnant with our second child in August 2001. We wanted to do the natural birth and have care through the birth center again. Things this time were a little more complicated. Also during this time we were still moving back and forth between Nevada and California. Crazy right? Remember in the start of this when I talked about Dennis. Well I was in contact with him again. Dennis was now with a women named Marsha and living in my grandparents house in Petaluma. They had a son Joey who was actually the same age as my sister Kendall. Ironically enough Kendall and Joey went to the same High School. I was a mom and I wanted my kids to know their grandfather. Dennis said he was doing better and had his life on the right track. I had seen him from time to time but never really enough to really know. Kevin and I stayed with them a few times during our moves back and forth.

When I was about 20 weeks pregnant I started having some extremely bad pains in my stomach. Pain like I had never had before. I could not explain this pain. It was not like child birth. It was making me physically sick. I went to the ER and come to find out I had gallstones. A really bad case of gallstones in fact. So bad the surgeon wanted to do surgery at 22 weeks. He said the baby would have the best survival rate that time but there still was a chance he wouldn’t make it. Oh did I forget to tell you. We found out this baby was a BOY! We were going to have our perfect little family. I decided against the surgery. I couldn’t risk any harm to my son. I was able to control the stones with diet. Although from then on my pregnancy was considered “High risk” and I started seeing a doctor at another hospital.

Thomas Charles was born June 4th, 2002 also 10 days late and weighing 10 pounds 13 ounces. YES, he was a natural birth as well. When I was pregnant with Tommy I was ready for this blonde haired, blue eyed, boy version of Taylor and that’s not what we got. Tommy was born with a FULL head of dark hair and gray eyes. He was totally different in every way possible. 

 

Postpartum depression hid hard after Tommy as well. I cried over the stupidest things. Jessica and I laugh now about some of them. One I remember so vividly was sitting at the laundry mat crying because Jessica had better clothes then I did. I remember those feelings were so raw. Now it’s just silly. At the time not so much. Maybe it was having 2 babies 21 months apart and being 20 years old. I don’t know but I was a mess. Mentally and physically. I loved those babies but I let myself go. Big time! Kevin continued to work. I stayed home with the kids. At this point it was cheaper for me to stay home with them then go pay daycare for them. We also continued to move back and forth to Nevada. 
We finally settled back down in California. What a whirlwind for all of us. Not just Kevin, the kids and myself but our Family and friends as well. We lived in the Stony Brook apartments in Santa Rosa. We were no stranger to those little one bedroom apartments with a den. We lived there several times and it wouldn’t be our last rodeo either. Taylor was 2 and Thomas was a few months old. Kevin found a job like he always did and I was home with the kids. Kevin was working government security and starting his law enforcement training. He put himself on the Adkins diet. If you aren’t familiar with that it’s a no carb diet. Basically it’s fat and protein only. He was working full time, dieting and working out. He was tired, dropping weight and grouchy! We were both unhappy but not willing to admit it. One day Kevin came home from work sick.. now Kevin NEVER gets sick. He was throwing up and in pain. He went to bed and it only got worse. He asked me to take him to the ER and I knew it was serious. We dropped the kids off with Jessica and headed to the hospital.

Kevin was admitted to the hospital October 2002. They began to pump his stomach. At this point they were not sure what was wrong but they told me is blood sugar was 525. He was diagnosed diabetic and also with necrotizing pancreatitis. He spent 30 days in the hospital most of that in ICU. His body went into kidney failure and liver failure. They had him on emergency dialysis. Inserted a pick line. At one point the local hospital said there was nothing more they could do and transferred him to the ICU at UCSF. They told me I should prepare myself that he may not make it out of this. Now remember I’m 21. I turned 21 years old while he was in the hospital. We have 2 small children Taylor just turned 2 and Tommy is 4 months old. 

I didn’t  work, Kevin was the sole provider and now they are telling us he may not make it. Kevin’s condition was not changing at UCSF so his doctor had him transferred back to Santa Rosa for care. It was easier on me that way. I spent a lot of time at the hospital with him. Jessica worked nights at the time and she would watch the kids for me and I’d go over the the hospital during the day. I don’t know how many of you are believers reading this but remember the church I told you we were involved with. We stayed involved. Not like we were but that was our home church and they were all praying. The pastors would often come and visit and pray over Kevin. I remember this one afternoon so vividly because this afternoon they were going to take Kevin into surgery. They were going to place a stent into his bile duct in order to help keep the duct open and drain bile that builds up in the area.
The pastors prayed over him and declared healing over his body! Well folks we believe that’s exactly what happened. We believe the Lord healed Kevin. They took him into surgery and didn’t even do the surgery. They didn’t need to. 3 days later he was home! The doctors could not explain it! He was still dependent on the insulin but he was alive! I tell him still to this day that was one of the hardest things I’ve ever been through and I was not the one who was sick.
Kevin continued to get better and went back to work. Lucky for us his company held his position and his medical benefits. We continued to do life as young parents trying to do the best we could for our kids. If there was one thing we did well that was love and parent our children.

When Tommy was about 2 years old I finally went to work. I found a job doing telemarketing for a check care company. If you are from Sonoma County you yourself have worked there or you know someone who had. It was shortly after I started working that our marriage started having a lot of trouble. Kevin and I seemed to not be able to get along. We argued over everything. Thinking back now it’s all meaningless but at the time it was a big deal. We decided to “take a break” Kevin moved out and I stayed in our little apartment at Stony Brook with Taylor and Tommy. We shared the kids 50/50 I would take them Sunday, Monday and Tuesday and Kevin would have them Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday we would rotate every other Saturday. We actually continued this for quite a while.

Kevin and I split up and got back together several times before we actually went through with our divorce. I think we both wanted to make it work but in reality we were young, didn’t know how and it just wasn’t right. What we did know was we loved our children and we wanted them to be happy and taken care of. We made a promise to each other and to them that we would always do whatever we could to make sure this happened and so far we have done a pretty good job.
Our divorce was final September 2005 it was not all sunshine and rainbows. Kevin and I both started dating other people quickly after the divorce.
It was October 2005 and I received a message on MySpace. Remember that social platform? The message was from a guy named Victor. Victor also grew up Petaluma although we did not know each other. We started talking and regularly. Victor and I would talk and hang out for a while and then he would disappear. This continued for quite some time. In early 2006 Jessica introduced me to a man name Dennis he was a friend of a guy she was dating at time time. Again Jessica did what Jessica does and Dennis and I stated talking regularly. This was not a good situation and I was in a bad place in my life. Newly divorced from Kevin and feeling like love and marriage really didn’t mean much. Dennis was serving time at a state prison and I’d spend my weekends now visiting him and my evenings waiting for his phone calls.
Through out this time I worked different jobs. The kids and I lived different places. I was unhappy and unhealthy.

2008 I was living in Cotati I had been working for Kendall Jackson. I finally felt like life was settling down. I started following the weight watchers program and was doing ok at that. Kevin and I were sharing the kids 50/ 50 still and they were pretty adjusted. Kevin was actually renting a condo across town and Jessica was his roommate. Kevin then found a job in Sacramento and would be moving. Jessica and I decided that I’d move in and we’d be roommates. Kevin would come back to town on his days off to visit but the kids would be with me full time. Tommy celebrated his birthday during this time and we had a party for him at the appointment complex swimming pool area. Again trying to be the bigger person invited Dennis, Marsha and Joey to the party. Dennis and Joey showed up. Dennis was under the influence of something. I’m still not sure if it was drugs or alcohol but I asked Joey for them to leave. This was the last time I saw them. Kevin had run into Dennis again he asked about me and told Kevin I was not allowing him to see the kids. I had my reasons. This was not the kind of environment I wanted my kids in. Those memories I had as I child I did not want for them. That fear I remember as a child came rushing back that day and I did not want my children to ever feel that.

Also this time Victor came back into the picture. Now what I failed to mention is that the reason Victor was coming and going so much is he had another girl he was seeing when he wasn’t seeing me. So this time I was hesitant. I was going to be strong and not fall for his games. One evening he asked if we could talk and I allowed it. We talked for hours. I believed what he was saying.. again! He talked with Jessica she even fell for the lies. This time was a little different he was coming around everyday. We were hanging out with his family as well. I had no reason to believe he was lying to me. Yet!
Early 2009 I found out I was pregnant. What? How? I was on birth control. Well apparently the pill is not 100% when you take antibiotics for a kidney infection. When I told Victor that I was pregnant he stoped talking to me. I didn’t hear from him for months until after I ran into his mom at the nail salon and we talked. Victor and I decided that he would be apart of the baby’s life the best he could but I would raise it. His family was happy and his mom definitely wanted to be involved. Well remember the girl I told you about earlier? He was still seeing her and she got pregnant 3 months after me and was making my life hell. Sending me threatening messages on social media every chance she could.

It was miserable. I gained back all the weight I had lost and kept gaining during my pregnancy.
In August of 2009 my uncle Kim, my moms only brother died of lung cancer after a very short battle. This was devastating for our family. Kim was the oldest and only male. It was especially hard on my grandma. No one should have to go through the loss of a child.

November 2009 Kevin remarried. He married a women named Hilleary. They had been dating a while and she was good to my kids.

December we suddenly lost my grandma when a un diagnosed aortic aneurysm burst. We were broken! How much can one family take?


Then two weeks later the day after Christmas I went to Vacaville to have dinner and shopping with some friends. My friend was moving out of state. Her husband was being released from prison the next morning. We ate at a Chinese buffet and I started having a really bad stomach ache. I figured I ate something bad but after it didn’t pass I had her take me to the ER. This Kaiser hospital does not have a labor and delivery so they said being I was so far along they would check me and then I’d need to be transferred to another hospital. At this point I was scared. I called my mom, Victor and some friends and no one answered. It was close the middle of the night and I had to leave messages but then my cell phone died. It was like a bad movie. I remember the doctor coming and telling me they’d have to deliver there. I was all alone and so scared. Cristian was delivered in the emergency room on December 27, 2009 all I remember the was he didn’t cry. I remember asking they doctor why he wasn’t crying. They told me they were going to take him out of the room to check him and would be right back. The nurse can back in. It seemed to take forever I actually don’t know how long it was. She sat down next to me and grabbed my hand . I remember she said she was sorry but he was stillborn. I didn’t even know what that meant. She explained everything to me and asked me if I wanted to hold him. I told her no and she said she thought I should. I did and I’m so glad that I did. They took pictures for me and said I could spend as much time as I needed. I just wanted him alive. I wanted to take my baby home. He looked perfect. He had the most beautiful chubby cheeks just like Taylor. A full head of brown hair just like Tommy. He was a perfect combination of the both of them. My heart had been torn out and set on fire. I couldn’t breathe. I needed out of that room. I signed myself out of the hospital against medical judgment and somehow made it to a gas station. My mom and sister found me there and my sister drove me home. I stayed in bed for a week straight. I didn’t know how I was supposed to go on. 

Kevin, Hilleary and the kids came down so I could talk to them about what happened. How do you explain to children that we had another death? They handled it better then I thought and seeing there faces gave me a kick in the pants. I had to be strong for them. I couldn’t just give up. They needed me to be the mother they deserved.
Early 2010 I moved in with a friend from high school Stephanie who I had reconnected with on another social platform Facebook. Stephanie had been a great source of comfort when Cristian passed and she was going through some life changes herself. I moved in and was helping her with her daughters while she worked. In exchange the kids and I lived in her house. We had a lot of fun times and a lot of memories made. I honestly don’t know how I would have made it through without that support. The lifestyle I was living was extremely unhealthy for me though. I never dealt with the pain of losing Cristian instead I was drinking and eating the pain away. During this time I put on close to 100 pounds. I was also doing a lot of the online or app dating trying to fill the voids and the pain however I could.

2011 I moved out of Stefanie’s and the kids and I had our own little apartment again. I was working full time doing medical billing and life was getting back on track. I went to the doctor early in the year and couldn’t believe it when I stepped on the scale. 425 pounds you have got to be kidding me. That has to be a mistake. My coworker at the time gave me some diet pills she had and they literally gave me the jitters. I wasn’t hungry though. With the weeks supply she had I don’t think I ate all week. 

My doctor had referred me to a nutritionist and that’s when I began my weight loss journey. We will save that story for another post. Over the course of the next year I followed the plan and continued to drop weight. The kids and I ended up moving back in with my mom. I spent that nest year working on ME. The kids and I lived at my mom’s house. I was still doing medical billing. I underwent surgery that was somewhat successful. I thought I had the future mapped out.
2012 we found our own place again this time in Santa Rosa and around the same time I was offered a job closer to home. I gave my two weeks notice to my job in Marin and was ready to make this change. Well right when I was suppose to start my new job it turned out that position was not opening up. Now I was without a job. I was still doing the online dating and having my heart broken constantly. I was learning that a lot of the guys that were on those sights were not actually looking for relationships. Or they were already in one and looking to cheat.

July 2012 Kevin and Hilleary offer to let the kids and I move in with them so I can get a job and get back on my feet. Now to most people that’s very weird. To be honest it’s a little odd but again Kevin and I agreed to ALWAYS do what’s best for the kids. So we moved in. I found a job and we saved money. We found a place and moved out on our own December 2012.

The cute little place we found we still call home. When we moved out from Kevin and Hilleary’s I vowed the kids and I would never be homeless again! I have changed jobs a few times over the last few years.
In September 2014 I was hired with my current company and don’t see any changes in the near future. I work a lot and I put my heart and soul into what I do but it’s something I enjoy and I work with some awesome people. I’m currently the Regional Care Advisor. I also serve as the membership coordinator and the Treasurer for The Sonoma County Section on aging.

In July of 2015 Kevin and Hilleary split up. This time it was my turn to return the favor. Kevin came to stay with the kids and I while he figured things out for himself. Kevin and I have always been there for each other. This is something I don’t see ever changing.

August 2015 I met Kurtis. When I met him I wasn’t necessarily looking for relationship but I was looking for friendships. Kurtis and I did meet on a social media type platform. It was a app I had on my phone to connect and meet people in my area. I had downloaded this app about a month prior to meeting him because my coworker had told me about it. I had some pretty creepy messages and I actually deleted the app. That same coworker said I needed to give it a chance so I reinstalled it and that same night received a message from Kurtis. When he messaged me I thought for sure I knew him from somewhere. You know that feeling where you know someone but you just can’t place it. We spent that first conversation trying to figure where it might be from. We talked a lot that next week and he wanted to meet me in person. Eakkk! Now again I’m no stranger to the online dating thing. Something about this time it was different. I was on call for my office that weekend and that meant I didn’t have any control over my schedule. At any point I could have to drop everything and work. I was also walking every Saturday and Sunday morning at 6:30 am at Spring Lake because I’m still on my fitness journey.

Kurtis agreed to meet me at 6:30 am to walk so we could talk. I was impressed. One that’s freaking early. And two no one ever wants to walk with me. We met that Saturday morning it was August 15th and we walked and we talked. We completed the 3 mile loop around spring lake and I don’t think either one of us were ready to leave. We decided to head over to Starbucks for a cup of coffee. We are both coffee lovers. More bonus points for Kurtis. We talked even longer. I received a few work calls and he waited patiently while I worked. I did have to leave because I had told Kevin I would go with him to pick up his things from Hilleary’s. Kevin was moving into the condo above mine. This was going to be very convenient for the kids. This is also very strange to most people.

Work picked up and I spent most of the afternoon busy with clients calls and on this particular day even had to make a trip out to the hospital. All throughout the day Kurtis and I continued to text each other. I couldn’t get him off my mind. It was almost 7:00 pm when my day slowed down. Kurtis asked if I had a chance to eat yet. I had not, so we agreed to meet for dinner. We met for pizza. I received another work call and again he waited patiently while I worked. Again neither of us were ready for the day to end. We opted for part 4 of our adventure and took a drive. We ended up at Healdsburg bridge. We sat and talked looked up at the stars and that’s when he kissed me. It was magical. I felt like my heart stopped for a moment. I knew at that moment I wanted to spend a lot of time with this guy. We ended the night with frozen yogurt and he drove me home. Even being on call it was one of the best days of my life. We have spent every day after either talking or together. 

In October we took a road trip with my friend and her boyfriend to Las Vegas to celebrate my 34th birthday. Kevin let us stay in his timeshare for the weekend. We celebrated our 1st Halloween as Harley Quinn and The Joker. Then came Thanksgiving, Christmas and Kurtis 36th Birthday. The kids and Kendall threw him a surprise birthday party and even dressed up his dog Athena. It was very special.
I started off January 2016 feeling pretty crappy. Not like my self a lot all. I was tired all the time. The daily headaches I have pretty much always suffered from were even stronger then ever. I was taking handfuls of Advil to get through the day. By 2:00 pm I could barely keep my eyes open and I would NEED coffee to finish my day. I would then come home and nap.

I was emotional and sad for really no reason at all. I was having trouble sleeping at night and my stress levels were at a all time high. I felt on edge all the time. I was also gaining weight for no real reason. Now my physical activity had dropped due to my energy level but I should not have gained that much weight.

I saw the doctor several times over the next few months and never received any real answers. On the outside I had everything going for me. A great job, an amazing boyfriend. We had a lovely home. My kids were happy and healthy. On the inside something was clearly wrong.

February of 2016 I decided I wanted a kitten. Kurtis and I had been looking and had just not had any luck. We looked at the local shelters and the one we thought we liked attacked Kurtis and made him bleed. It was Valentine’s Day when we found our Sami. I saw a online posting for this adorable white and gray kitten. I was sending messages back and forth with the girl making arrangements to pick up the kitten when I realized she was in Modesto. Now Modesto is hours away from where we live and Kurtis had made dinner reservations. Again, it’s Valentine’s Day. Being the trooper he is Kurtis, Tommy and I made the trip and picked up our baby.

Sami is the perfect addition to our family. That ball of fuzz was meant for us. 

The beginning of March after having some bleeding for almost three weeks I made a appointment with my OB. I had been putting it off because I didn’t care for the doctor I was assigned to. Lucky for me she wasn’t available and I saw another doctor. This doctor ran some test and did a cervical biopsy. He thought the underlying issue was my thyroid. Now my primary doctor had tested my thyroid levels several times and they all came back normal. This doctor requested that specific hormone levels be tested. Sure enough I was diagnosed with thyroid disease. Otherwise know as hypothyroidism. I was put on medication to treat this.

In March we took a family road trip to Texas. Kevin, Kurtis, Taylor, Thomas and myself in a car for 96 hours. Talk about family bonding. We actually had a great time minus the feet swelling and cranky kids. Texas is beautiful and I’d love to live there someday.

After being on the thyroid medication for several months I did start to feel little bit better but I still did not feel like myself I hadn’t gained any more weight but I also had not lost any of the weight that I had gained my energy was still very low and I was not happy with the way I was feeling. I remembered that a friend of mine had reached out to me on several occasions and told me about this shake she was drinking. This magical shake that was making her hair grow and giving her energy. She also told me about these workouts that she was doing at home. She posted a few selfie’s and she looked fabulous but truth be told she looked great before this magic shake. I told her a few times that I would look into it but I never did. I wasn’t about to spend that much money on a shake when I could get some at Costco for $30. Also Home works never really work I always went to the gym for my workouts. But at this point I was miserable and I was desperate.

I signed up as a “coach” so I can get a discount. I ordered the 21 day fix extreme package because I’d already been going to the gym so extreme would be nothing for me along with this magic shake. She also told me about this 30 day money back guarantee so I thought I would give it a try and get my money back when it didn’t work.

July 5th I drank my first shake. I kid you not three days after drinking this shake I felt like myself again. I was able to sleep through the night my energy had increased I didn’t need a nap when I came home from work I felt like I could make it through the day I’m pretty sure there is magic in the shake. The workouts on the other hand, those were trying to kill me. Kurtis and I made it through those 21 days and both him and I have not turned back. Now we share our love for Shakeology and Beachbody whenever we have the chance.

August the kids started School again. This year I had two high schoolers. Thomas started his freshman year and Taylor, her Junior year. Taylor is also attending classes at the Santa Rosa Junior College. Thomas played Junior varsity football. He ended his season early with an injury resulting in a double hernia surgery.

Kurtis and I celebrated our one year anniversary in August. Because August 15th was during the week we made plans to celebrate on August 13th. After a lovely dinner and a drive to the spot we had our first kiss. Kurtis got down on one knee with a beautiful diamond ring and asked me to be his wife. Of course I said YES! 

We celebrated the holidays this year with both of our families. It was very nice for the kids and I to be welcomed so openly by Kurtis’ family.
We celebrated The New Year quietly at home while I worked on call for my office. That on call business is probably my least favorite part of my job.
Parts of the story that were not talked about in detail are the constant battle with depression and anxiety. The diagnosis of OCD and ADD. I’ve suffered with migraines and chronic daily headaches for years. The endless diet’s since early childhood. I remember being on a ” diet” as early as 3rd grade. Many different weight loss pills. Every type of weight loss plan out there. I’ll share more of this in another blog post.
I share with you all of this in hopes to give you some insight on who I am. Where I came from. What I’ve been through and where I’m going. I promise that the rest of my stories will not be this long. If you read this entire story THANK YOU!

4 Comments

  1. Christina what an amazing post you are so up front about your life what many would not be. I must say you have amazed me in your journey in life at such a young age. Life is so very short enjoy it and live is to the fullest!!! We are so proud of the women you have become!!!

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  2. After reading this I just want to give you the biggest hug ever. Im happy to see your smiling face on my facebook feed every day. I cannot wait to meet you face to face. You are an inspiration and a hero to me. Your posts have brought me out of a dark place and given me hope that I can continue my journey and be successful. Thank you for sharing, from the bottom of my heart. ❤

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