Elizabeth Quintana's Life Story

Today, September fifth year 1994, I gave birth to my very first daughter. I have not yet picked a name. My husband and I still disagree over it. He says we should name her like one member of his side of the family I can’t recall. I say it should be Elizabeth. None of our family’s name is similar to hers. It was about four thirty in the morning, and soon enough I found myself in the hospital room holding her. She was covered in a white blanket with the word Norwegian American hospital on it. Her father was next to me, and we eventually decided to name her Elizabeth. The next day we were already in our home. My two brothers, sisters, and one sister-in-law were there. They all got a chance to carry her. After she was only one month old, we took a picture of her. She took it with her dad. She was looking right at the camera while placed in a red-orange blanket. I can’t believe that today she is fourteen and we still have that blanket right in the closet. One day, she had a high fever. We took her to the hospital, and even the doctors couldn't get to lower it down. We actually thought she was at risk of dying for this. But the doctors did all they could and lowered it down. from then o she took medicine. When she was one year old we had a birthday party. A lot of friends and family gathered around the table with her to take pictures. Next to her was her oldest cousin named Jocelyn, which she still hangs out with today. Also her cousin that had just been born was in the room sleeping. But they were still babies and nothing serious happened. She was wearing a pink dress with a funny hat that matched it. It was tiring, she cried and cried and as much as we tried she did not want to take a picture with any of them. It was not until I left the camera to my brother and went to carry her. She finally stopped crying. The party had finally ended, and only my brothers, sisters, and sister-in- law were left. We were opening her presents. She had gotten a guitar with a microphone, a nice shirt and shorts, and the rest were toys. What stood out the most was the guitar. Today she claims we had to keep it because even she liked it. Every one of us was really happy to have her with us. We had only been here in Chicago for about two years and we had the though we needed someone else to be with. Though, there was a saying that my mother had wanted a grandson from me. But I never did have one. When Elizabeth was only five years old I had a second child. It was a girl. I though it was a good idea because now she wouldn’t be alone anymore and have a sister. Though, she did have two friends who lived in the same building as us. A boy named Eric from the third floor, and a girl a year older than her in the first floor. Elizabeth was pretty good at school. I wished the best for her, I had only finished sixth grade. Though she wasn’t like her cousins. Her cousins played the playstation or would be learning how to use a computer. That’s why she now does not have much experience with a computer or how the games are worked out. In the summer of 2004 we took our daughters to Mexico. They met their grandmother, uncles, aunts, and other older cousins. They were very shy and did not speak much. Next we took them to Los Angeles, California. They didn't experience much but they soon hope to come back to that city.Two years later, when she was about eleven years old she had her second sister, our third daughter, no boy yet. As years passed she’s been growing along with her sister. They’re not that close though, they argue a lot and get into many fights. Their youngest sister just gets on her sister’s side, not Elizabeth's. Because I had left work I decided to work again. She is now in charge of the entire house. She’s responsible even though sometimes she gets into serious trouble. Though even I know she doesnt' like to do any of this stuff she does it. She has her own goals, one of them is not being a cook or do chores. The second, she won't get married or have children. Third, to have a career. I'll see if she makes her promises in the future. I don't think of that right now and i also don't expect her to not have kids. I want her to be a mother but at a right age. Now a days, she is in middle school and is getting ready to go to high school. I know her friends and she seems happy to be with them and go out with them too. This is how her life has been so far from then.