Wednesday, February 24, 2016

How did I get here?

I shared this recently on Facebook and because I want to start sharing and pouring more into my blog for myself and for others I thought I would add it here as well.  

I originally posted this on 01/07/16:

The 1st picture came up today in my Facebook memories. 

I remember this day 3 years ago like it was yesterday. All three of my children were sick and it was miserable. I was a single mom with no job, I had recently moved out of the only home they had ever known and moved in with my parents, and I had not worked since the birth of my oldest daughter, Emma in 2004. I had no idea how I was going to cover the copays for all three of them, not to mention the cost of the prescriptions that they would need. I vividly remember thinking “How did I get here?”.

I had been happily married to a very successful mortgage banker, I quit working when we had our 1st child and never looked back. We had 2 homes, boats, jet skis, and fancy cars. Life was good!
But in 2009 my youngest, my son, Nate was diagnosed with Type One Diabetes at the age of 14-months old. He was hospitalized for a week but our lives were changed forever. I was completely overwhelmed with 3 children and a baby with T1D. Less than a year later, my middle little, Sophia was diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease. She was a very sick little girl spending time in and out of the hospital. My life had been turned upside down. Having 3 children, 2 of which have serious chronic medical conditions is hard. It was hard on me and it was hard on my marriage.
After a very tumultuous and lengthy divorce I was suddenly left without a place to live. I got the truck and the kiddos but he got the house. I definitely got the better end of the deal but I was terrified. I was fortunate to have loving parents to take us in but I knew we could not stay there long. And with 2 chronically ill children that required so much time from me I was not sure how or where I would look for a full time job.
A few short months after this picture was taken, my friend, ShayBosma introduced me to Plexus. We both had great weight loss success and a ton of other health benefits. She signed up as an ambassador and a short time later I followed suit. I had no idea what a blessing Plexus would be to me and to my family at that time. I was able to work Plexus into the nooks and crannies of my life … sitting in carpool, waiting on kids at gymnastics, waiting out high and low blood sugars while Nate was in kindergarten and the endless hours in the hospital while Sophie received her Remicade treatments!!
I became so passionate about helping others feel as good as I did that it was easy to share with friends, with family and on Facebook!! Best job ever! In 2015 I became an Emerald Ambassador with Plexus Worldwide!! In June I picked up my free #PlexusLexus and in September we went on a free trip to #Maui for our #EmeraldExtravaganza (where I got to marry the very handsome love of my life, Ian Ivory!!!). I am beyond thankful to tell you that I now make enough money to never have to worry about a copay EVER again. That may not sound that great but if you have ever been in that position you absolutely know how horrifying it is.
I still have that Yukon XL that I got in the D-I-V-O-R-C-E but I’m not going to lie ---- driving around in my Plexus Lexus is a lot more fun! #PlexusProblems


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I AM a wife.
I AM the mom of 3 wonderful children.
I AM my son's pancreas.

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