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i was really really curious about... well about myself i suppose? at the gym earlier this morning a couple of us were talking about how we were concieved. [we deduced that i was the product of my fathers birthday, heather was prom night, and allie was valentines day...] so when i got home, i thought about it for a while and decided to call my mum and ask about "our pregnancy". what she had to tell me was as follows:

"fitch you were born at night time i think it was sometime between10pm and 12am... although i dont remember because i was on A LOT of drugs. you cried quite a bit, but you stopped after a little while and just lay there not really doing anything... i had really wanted a girl and had told the doctors not to tell me what you would be until you were born, so i wasnt ready with a name... sorry... so for the first couple of minutes i just called you choox [dont know how to spell it...] until your father decided upon naming you after himself."

she also told me that i  was a quiet child for the most part, that i believed in santa and the tooth fairy more than i believed in god [i dont remember ever believing in santa... but i dont doubt that this statement is true], that i used to host productions of my favorite movies, books, and plays in our living room frequently. she remembers when i lost my first tooth [apparently i was very excited about it... probably something to do with the tooth fairy?] and she says that for the first few years of my life i clung to her like a stripper to a pole [she actually said "like a purse" but the stripper thing sounds cooler]... i wonder what happened to us...?

i tried to garner more information from her like if she remembered the first time i tasted pizza, or when i figured out what my favorite colors were, but she wasnt really much of a help with that -pouty face-

i guess the reason i reached out to her today is because i realized that i know who i am now and who i have been for the past 16 or so years [no one remembers before 2 years old] and i realize that i have GROWN into this person that i am now. and that 4-year-old and that 7-year-old fitch helped me to get here. and i dont remember it all, but others might. and of all the people who know me, my mum probably remembers the most because she was there the whole time. i just want to know more about myself and the experiences that have brought me to this point in time. everything from conception to this very moment. and this moment. and this one too. and so on and so forth...

ack what do you guys think? am i crazy?

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