This is Me... I will start from the Beginning

I was born in February. The day is not that important. 
  What you do need to know is that my birth father was not there when I was born. In fact he was gone, completely out of my life, and I did not know that for years. I also did not know that my birth father had filed for and received a divorce two weeks before I was born.  (You will be told on a need-to- know- basis... hey, I want you to keep coming back to my blog, right?)
I did have an older sister that was born in Alaska. That I knew.
 So, for the first part of my life, it was me, my older sister (I am changing her name and other names to protect my family) Danae, and my mom. 
 Did I mention my mom was 20 when she had me? Hey, now before you go all judgmental on my mom, she is not just an ordinary marry young and that was that kind of woman. First off she loved my birth father but he never could treat her right. And second of all she never said anything bad about it. 
   I was born in Provo, Utah, in the early 1970's. My mom lived in a house with me, my sister and her room mate named Sally, who was a great friend to my mom. 

This is me at about 10 months. Just a gorgeous little baby. I was almost walking there. I was saying baby and some other words by 10 months old. Hey, I was a Genius.

So, according to my baby records, which are in a storage place at my brothers right now, I was 8 pounds and a couple of ounces, 21 inches long at birth. Not bad for a new born. Apparently by the time I was in the above picture, according to my baby book (my mom took really excellent documentation on me, yay) I could speak several words and was scooting by the time I was just days old. My mom would place me on the bed and was scared about rolling on me while she slept, so she would place me away from her. I would scoot close to her. I would snuggle up next to her and she would scoot away from me. This process went on all night. My mom said she was scared rolling on me, but I wanted to be right next to her. I was a mama's girl then. I am now.
 Well, at about the age of 4 months, I was being baby sat as was my sister when my mom was working at a JB's Big Boy on University and about 450 North. The place is not JB's Anymore. It is now a Chinese Grill and rumors are it was closing ... But I have not verified if those said rumors are true. It was full with the Big Boy holding the plate with the red and white checkered pants in the front of the establishment. My mom was a waitress and planning on going to University that following Fall... August. But instead, she married in August, to a man she met at JB's. She was serving Shrimp and he would go in there every day for coffee and he smoked like a chimney which, if you met my mom you would NEVER think she would ever want to be around a guy like that.Well for some reason she fell for him. I don't think she really loved him as more she thought he would be a good provider and that he would take care of her. 
 When I was 10 months old I was really tall for my age and as the story was told, one of my mom's acquaintances asked my mom if she was worried about me. My mom, perplexed asked her, "No, why should I be?" and apparently the lady did not know my mom nor I well because she said, "Leena is not talking and walking like most kids her age?" "Oh, I am not worried about her", "Well, she is not walking or talking like the other kids her age." "Her age? How old do you think she is?" The woman thought I was about 4-5 years old. My mom still laughs thinking of her face when my mom said, with a chuckle,"Leena is 10 months old". The woman, my mom said, laughed really hard too. My mom is not super short but I was really tall. I have seen the baby pictures of my mom holding me, I have a diaper on and my feet are to my mom's knees. 
He was a big time D.J. for a huge radio station in Salt Lake city and he had a morning show with number one ratings. Believe me when I tell you when you have a huge radio station morning show in Anywhere you are treated like a rock star. My mom did not even care about that stuff though. My mom is down to earth and just wanting to find the best life for her and her daughters.