Momma K had two 'dream jobs' when she was little. She wanted to either be a clown (because she liked to make people laugh) or a mom. I must say, I am glad that she went the route of motherhood.
Her delivery of me was not the easiest. Due to blood pressure issues in labor, the medications given to her caused me to stop breathing. I was born a gray lifeless lump and they had to put me on oxygen which made my lungs collapse. As a result, I spent the first 5 days of my life in the NICU fighting for my life. Needless to say, after I was born she told my grandmother to 'go buy Brandi a shirt that says I will be an only child.' She always tells me about the pain of not knowing whether her baby would live or die. Here I am - her one and only.