New Direction.... This has nothing to do with the band...

So I have decided to take my blog in a new direction; to go a little bit deeper into my life. And since I doubt that anyone has ever actually read this, I don't think anyone will complain. So let's start at the beginning. I was born on April 11, several years prior to now. I was born 1 day prior to my due date. This is probably what causes me to be so obsessed with being on time, that I usually end up early. Anyways, the week the I was born, my brother, who was a year and 9 months at the time was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes. Later in life, my brother would blame me for his diabetes when ever he was mad at me, being that it arrived around the same time I did. At the time however, my bro was the center of attention. Everyone in my family was taking turns seeing him in the hospital. When I was released from the hospital, I was sent to live with my godparents for a while, because everyone was going to the hospital my brother was in and they were afraid of bringing germs home to me. Abandonment issues?!? Yeah, probably. And yes, we had been in two different hospitals. While I understand that people want to give birth at the hospital with the doctor they had been seeing throughout the pregnancy, the logic of leaving one hospital to give birth in another hospital across town and having everyone travel back and forth between them escapes me. Anyway, that is how I entered the world in the midst of confusion and drama. On to my parents. My dad was born in PR and came to the US when he was 2. He later majored in accounting. I have no idea where he did undergrad, but I know that he and my mom got together while they were in Yale for grad school. My mom was born in the US to two immigrant parents. She graduated from Baruch college and had majored in economics. My mom is and was super religious, and really conscientious about money. She was brought up in a strict household and was proud of her strict Hispanic upbringing. My dad was brought up in a more liberal household. Not too liberal, as my grandfather was a military man, but not so strict as my mom. My dad, also has a certain view of how the man of the house should be treated. More on that another day. So as I said, my parents met in grad school and within a year decided to get married. They both dropped out of grad school thinking they would go to work and that the other would finish. Yes, already there was a lack of communication.... Foreshadowing!!!! But they were together for a while and did a lot of traveling and fun things before they settled down to have kids. That's all for now, tune in next time for more fun facts about me!!