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Let me introduce myself. My name is Tabitha Spears but I go by Tabbi. I have been happily married to my husband for 16 years. We have 2 boys together one of which will be 16 next year and one that will be 11 this Halloween. We have lived in Long Beach, Mississippi for 8 yrs now after living in North Carolina for most of our lives. This is both of our second marriages.
I was born club footed and wore special shoes with a brace in 1978 to straighten out my ankles. I still have problems with them. I was also supposed to be born with down syndrome according to what the doctors told my mother when she was pregnant but I am not. I was also born with a pituitary gland brain tumor that was found in 2015. The neurologist said most people are born with them and never know they have them until their autopsy. I was also born with a hiatal hernia that was also found in 2015.
At age 17 I lost my father to cancer, 3 different types that we are unable to find out exactly what they are. At age 18 I lost my mother to ovarian cancer. I first married at 17, a junior in high school because I didn’t know how to deal with the stress at home. At age 19, I went to a psychiatrist because my husband at the time said I had a problem keeping my legs closed. This is when I found out I was textbook Bipolar 1 Disorder.
After 6 years of marriage he and I divorced. By that time I had already had two miscarriages and one tubal pregnancy. I was told many times to give up trying to have children. That was the only thing in life that I actually wanted. I remarried a year later. By the age of 25 my new numbers were, 3 miscarriages, 2 tubal pregnancies and I had just found out that I was pregnant again, hence my now 15 year old. My rainbow baby that I spoiled thinking he was going to be the only then…4 years later God blessed me with yet another baby. This one my body tried to reject. (Another story for another day)
To avoid the pain of losing anymore babies, after my second child that thankfully God allowed me to keep, I had my one tube that was left cut, tied, burned and sewn. After many many years of therapy due to loss and death along with my mental chaos and doctors playing with my medications, I am still alive, I am still fighting and I am still taking it one day at a time sometimes it is so bad that I have to take it one minute at a time.
My wonderful husband has had both of his hips replaced in less that 8 months apart and one is still not quite right. I struggles everyday too. On top of working everyday, trying to deal with my insanity and help me and the boys around the house, he is the best with his hands full.
Both of our boys have ADHD. Is it from me, maybe…probably my fault yea. They are smart. We all see the world from different perspectives and make things work. If we didn’t bump heads every now and again then we wouldn’t love each other. I love my happy family. We aren’t perfect but we fit perfectly.
I have many health issues that I have not already listed that makes my life very difficult at times on a daily basis. Here is a list of the issues that I have been diagnosed with: carpal tunnel syndrome in both wrists ( left wrist operated on in 2017 now with more severe problems; anxiety and depression; migraines.