Hey my loves!!! I am finally back after a long while away, I had some personal things going on and still do but I need to get back to my blogs for you guys. I have had alot of requests for a come back, so here I am. Oh and one last FYI my YouTube channel is back on and I'm trying to bring all you
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So we last left off on us becoming a family of 6 with the birth of our son Xavier. Time was passing by our baby was becoming a big boy and I couldn't have been prouder. Fast forwarding to February 2015 my mother asked if we were willing to take my brother Joshua for a year while she recovered because she was sick. My husband and I agreed that was fine, and now we became a family of 7. Once my brother arrived from Puerto Rico we knew the challenges we would soon face, as in putting him into a special needs school, etc. But as a family we did it. On April 9,2015 we received the devastating news of my mother's passing and that day I lost a piece of my heart that I will never get back. As a person who suffers from depression and anxiety, I immediately became depressed. I remember that day vividly, I received that tragic phone call and became lost, lost because now that my mom was gone I felt like a little girl lost and scared. I had just found out I lost my best friend. I remember my husband running out after me and picking me up from the street floor and embracing me, telling me to be strong and he was there for me. I think the hardest thing I had to do was break it down to my siblings, my brother here and my sister in Puerto Rico. When I finally got the courage to go upstairs and face my brother and tell him, I realized I wasn't courageous at all because I broke down and he kept asking what was wrong. I sat on the bed and told him that mom had passed away and immediately my husband grabbed him to calm him down. My husband has been my back bone during times I didn't have one and I am forever grateful. He stood behind when I had to go to Puerto Rico to handle business and stood with all the kids, and whenever I felt alone I knew he was only a phone call away. Now back in New York City, I brought a new addition to the family my little sister. My husband was not thrilled because he knew she was a handful but was supportive because I was now there sole caretaker. Once again grateful to god for sending him in my life. As time passed my sister got out of control, trying to commit suicide, mood swings, grieving, boy crazy. I was just not up for this, I really did try. My husband stood by my side when I would have to restrain her from hurting herself, to catching her having sex in my kitchen, and what made me draw the line was when she pushed me up the stairs when I was pregnant. I had to unfortunately give her up to the state but I remain as her guardian, I just couldn't handle taking care of her and everyone else without losing my mind or going to jail, because God knows I was on the verge of putting hands on her. Through all this my husband was amazing. Like you just read I had become pregnant and the pregnancy was proving to be a bad one, I was high risk, and I was also depressed I was still mourning the loss of my mother, which I'm pretty sure didn't help at the time. We learned that I was pregnant with a baby girl, and was so happy because I knew my baby would have the best guardian angel ever, her grandma. Now it's October of 2015, 6 months after losing my mother, gaining 2 new children, expecting a baby, we were now being evicted from our apartment. We was being evicted since it was my mother in laws apartment and we were behind on rent due to the crisis we were dealing with, we had no choice but to go to a shelter. OMGGGGGG life was really kicking my ass and my family ass but we were strong and knew we could go through anything because we had eachother. Man it was rough I was high risk, had all the kids but we went to the shelter had to sleep on the waiting room benches til a apartment was available for us. We finally was placed in a shelter in Brooklyn, which was nice but the distance was ridiculous. We would have to commute almost 3 hours on trains just to take the kids to school, wait around til they got out to then go home. And once again my husband was our rock, not once did he complain but he raised our spirits all the time. Towards the ending of my pregnancy I was suffering I had IUGR which was a growth restriction my baby had so I was hospitalized for a week, then my son was hospitalized due to a mental health crisis. My husband was the damn man he was strong and made sure we was all okay. On April 12,2016 three days after my mom made her 1st year in heaven our baby girl was born, what was suppose to be my routine weekly sonogram turned into a scare when I was told my baby wasn't moving much so I was rushed down to labor and delivery for a C-section. I was there for hours due to multiple emergency labors. At almost midnight I was taken in to have my C-section, what was suppose to be a 30 minute surgery turned into a 3 hour surgery, I had loss alot of blood but luckily I didn't need a blood transfusion!! But at last Victoria Ava Rose Noyola was born weighing 5Lbs 8oz 18 inches long. I stood in the hospital 3 days and was released, then stood with my mother in law at her house for week to recover to then go back to Brooklyn. I was so tired of the back and forth I didn't waste no time in doing what I had to do a week after Vicky was born and 2 months later, we received our housing assistance voucher and found an apartment. A 3 bedroom, 2 bath house. Omg after all we went through I was so happy to finally getting everything together, and being at peace for once after every tragedy of 2015!!!
So as you guys can see our journey was long, we have had good times, bad times, happy times, sad times, but our love was so strong and genuine we made it through every test life threw at us. I couldn't begin telling you all how happy and blessed I am to have found my soul mate. This man is heaven sent I swear, he helps keep my depression in check when needed. What else can I say he is my best friend & husband. Everything a woman can want in a man I have and I'll thank god a million times for loving me so much that he placed his best man for me.
Well this is it guys I love you all, thanks for reading, make sure to follow and comment. I would love to hear feedback from my readers and I would also love suggestions for future blog stories. And if you have any questions or topics you would like me to share for sex talk Sunday's be sure to leave them below. Xoxoxo
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