Can you imagine being the ripe age of 8 and helping take care of your newborn little sister? Not to say that I was the sole person taking care of her, however, I would say that I spent a lot of time helping my parents do things like feed, play and change her just because I liked to. From then on out I think that I figured out about the fact that I loved babies. But then three years later, my older sister had a child of her own. And boy did I love that. Now here I am, a freshman in college, with a nephew and another little sister who came a few years later. I say all of this, just to help ground the fact that I have been helping take care of children for as long as I can remember.
A specific memory that amazed me the most is the time when me and my sister were laying on our soft, brown couch at home. She was laying on her back with her round basketball belly out for show, examining my niece doing what we supposed was gymnastics inside of her body. I recall being so fascinated by how the human body can develop a whole new living being that could turn out to do so many different things. From this experience along with my many experiences with kids, I realized that I really wanted to be a nurse.
Another thing that I love just as much as children, is gymnastics. I had done it as a child but didn't get to show my expertise in my the sport as I had to withdraw from it due to financial reasons. Because of this, I was very excited to learn that the gym i use to practice at was hiring. So, during my last few years of high school, I was able to teach children my favorite sport. You can only imagine how much I adored that job.
Simultaneously, I was deeply influenced by the very intriguing facts I learned pertaining how the women of colour were being treated in the healthcare system. I had heard a few stories from women of colour, pointedly, black women, who were undoubtedly mistreated by their nurses and doctors who were present during their time giving birth in the hospital. Although I have never physically seen these experiences first hand or have heard of them by my own family, there are many stories that showcase the fact that black women, especially, get denied treatment because of racial stereotypes and discrimination. Which could definitely be related to why there are higher rates of infant and mother loss in this specific race. This is just the sad reality of the day and age that we live in. I highly believe that there is a much higher need for black and people of colour, like myself, in the healthcare system in general. I am determined to help many more mothers and their families feel comfortable while they embark on one of the most influential moments that an individual can go through. Tie in my love for babies and one can see why I would love to go into the field of nursing.