I was diagnosed with ADHD and Dyslexia when I was in 3rd grade - unable to read, understand numbers, difficulties speaking and communicating. I have been around the world telling my story for the past several years and to this day I still get emotional.

My expectation of bringing life into this world would not be taking place in the typical white hospital room, stuck in bed hooked up to an I.V. and contraction monitors, debilitated. Life is so beautiful, why must we always interfere with modern medicine?