About
I prefer to be called Isabella, but if you must, my name is Kayla. October 13th, 19 years ago, I was given life. I was born in Las Vegas. Raised in Carson City and Reno. I’m a big town girl living in a small city in Northern Idaho.
I’m a Lesbian. I honestly don’t see Gender when it comes to love. I made the choice to be with a guy because I was afraid. Afraid my mother would hate me and my father would too. I can’t say I would change my path, for it brought me this amazing future. I learned more about who I am and my life by taking the steps I took.
As my 7th grade year begun I decided that trying to be popular wasn’t worth all the pain. I wanted to have friends that would be real with me and love me for me. I met tons of amazing people, but there was one who stuck out the most. One who made me blush, my heart flutter, my mind fuzzy and made me strive to forget my fears so maybe one day we could be together.
Rui – When I first met her, I knew there was something different about her. I just had to be her friend. Nothing made me happier than being her friend and caring about her. As time went on things changed. I started to pay closer attention to her and became more aware. My heart fluttered when she spoke my name, I blushed when we talked because I couldn’t stop staring at her, when we held hands and kissed my head became fuzzy as if in a high.
I knew I wanted nothing more than to be with her. But, my fear, so plain in my head whispered to me lies that she would never love me the way I did her, that she wouldn’t care for me or find me as gorgeous as I did her. The fear that it would ruin our friendship if I even opened my mouth drove me to keep my lips shut.
I still remember the jealousy and envy I felt as others got her kisses, touches, and love. I remember how I would lay in bed all night thinking about just telling her how I feel and forgetting about everything else. I would tell myself ‘forget the what ifs just go for it.’ But I never could.
It took a failed marriage and almost 6 years before I opened up and admitted my feelings. When she told me couldn’t, I began to doubt myself. I slipped back into my old ways and I continued to struggle with my feelings and understanding of who I really am.
December 24th, 2010 – Christmas Eve. It was like a dream when I read the text where she explained that she wanted to be with me. My heart raced and my mind soared and I knew that this was meant to be.
Jenny, no matter what, through everything we have been threw and everything we will go through. I’m happy to say I’m going to do it standing beside you. Everything always works out for the best and that is a truth I’m happy to live with.
December 10th, 2008 brought me the happiest day of my life. The day my daughter was brought into this world, at 10:37p.m. weighing 8lbs 0.9oz and 21 and ¾ inches long. The perfect little girl that any mother could ever ask for. She gave me so much joy and made my life brighter.
It’s been two years. She has changed so much from the quiet baby that merely nursed, needed diaper changes and slept all day to a loud, funny, and gorgeous toddler who keeps her mom and dad on their toes.
I watched as she learned to sit, crawl, stand, walk, and talk. Teaching her to use a spoon and a fork, potty training, and speaking to her in hopes she copies my words. Being a parent is the most amazing thing I have ever been threw in my life.
She is a mommy’s girl threw and threw. She always needs me, wants me to kiss her owies, to put her to bed, to get up with her in the morning, to brush her teeth, to change her diaper, and to take her to the potty.
Some days I feel overwhelmed with work and taking care of her, but I would never give any of it up. I work to support her, and I love having my baby around. But, I always love that one night a week when Grandma says it’s her turn and takes her.
She is smart, talks in sentences and always helps out. She knows when she is doing something wrong and always tries to smile and get away with it. She throws tempers when she is tired. It’s amazing to see how big she has gotten and how far she has come.
I hope that one day, soon, she will have a sibling to share her life with, to grow up with and be happy. I don’t need another child because I have all the love I could ever ask for from this small innocent little girl, but I can’t say that I don’t want more, cause I love how I feel raising Alessa.
She is my heart, walking around outside my body. Every day I worry for her safety, but I know that no matter what, I will enjoy this time and love her with all the love I got.
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Favorites:
Blue
Wolves
Reading
Writing
Video Games
Jewelry
Being Femme (Dresses, Make up, hair done, nails done)
Knee high Boots
Wine Glasses
Making other’s happy
Smiles
Laughing
Orchids
Dogs (My dogs Yukon and Scooter)
Xbox 360
Long walks
Swimming
Biking
Love
Random Acts of Kindness
Hot showers
Horror movies
Dislikes:
Rude behavior
Being hurt
Breaking hearts
Lairs
Cheaters
Backstabbers
Chewing with mouth open
Sound of people eating
Smoking
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