I wonder what if....

Being the youngest of four ..I sometimes wonder what if...

My life happened because of rubber. And before you think alot of pregnancies happen because of failed birth control methods , for me its not the case. My birth was the result of my dad's car needing Tires. Yes I know that seems strange, but its true....this is my story.

My parents met when they were teenagers at my grandfather's first Church. My mom was 15 and my dad was 16. They  only saw eachother on Sundays but remained together. In 1958 my Dad joined the Air Force and two years later my mom left for college.  Even spending a year apart did not hinder their intentions so in 1961 they married. They both wanted children immediately but it was not to be.

When my eldest brought was born in 1964 he had life threatening issues. The issues was so bad he was baptized as a Catholic (my parents were Baptist)  so he could have the Last Rites. He was taken to Children's hospital and my dad went with him for the operation. My brother J was born with tumors on his lungs. To save his life ,half of his left lung was removed , he was 2 hours old. The youngest child at that time to survive a surgery like that at that particular Children's hospital.

My parents were told they should not have anymore children because of the risk. So they became foster parents and over 2 years later my mom conceived again. After my brother  D was born , the Dr said no more. Before D even took his first  step my sister was on the way. After she was born, their family was complete. 

My parents decided my dad should get fixed because a vasectomy is less invasive compared to a tubal and the recovery time is less. My dad began saving for his vasectomy. When he almost had enough saved he had a dilemma, he needed tires.

Without decent tires he couldn't go to work and he had a family to take care of.  And had two houses to pay for. He chose the tires and shortly later I was born, obviously or I would not be blogging now.

I'm the third child born after the Dr first said no more. My parents 4th child , her longest pregnancy and easiest birth. She carried me 42 weeks and had 15 minutes labor.  After me my parents finally said no more..

Thank goodness for tires...

I always say I'm a Goodyear baby...maybe I owe my existence to Firestone or maybe even Michelin.......