My interest in health started early on. By age 9, I was already lecturing my parents that we should not be eating at McDonalds. I recruited them (forced, really) to exercise rather than watch television. I was a regular drill sergeant and they were pretty good sports about it. By the time I was in high school, I was perfectly clear on who I was and what I wanted to do with my entire life. I naïvely thought my interest in health was a natural reason to become a medical doctor.
Shocking that my life has taken a completely different direction. (Not shocking at all.)
Why are we supposed to decide on a life-long career at that age? Still can’t figure that one out. Anyway, I digress.
I was a go-getter. I took college classes while in high school and during summers. In three short years, I finished up my fancy university degree, a Bachelors in Biology with a Pre-Med Concentration. I was stressed, burned out, and had no idea how I was going to make it through the MCATs.
A promotional marketing job saved me with a much needed break in the action - an opportunity to work at the Salt Lake City Winter Olympics. For three months I relaxed, went snowboarding, and hung out in the Olympic Village. Can you say dream job?
Strangely enough, it was then I was introduced to Naturopathic Medicine. I was immediately intrigued. A doctor who actually promoted health rather than just treating disease? Count me in! A few google searches later, I was on my way to applying to University of Bridgeport College of Naturopathic Medicine.
Applying, interviewing, and acceptance happened fast. Before I knew it I was in deep - four more years of studying, two national board exams, and more student loans than I could even wrap my head around. At the end, I was officially a Board Certified Naturopathic Doctor (like, the real kind) ready to conquer the world.
There was only one problem.
I lived where people were like, “You’re a naturo – what?” There were no job opportunities. The only choices were to abandon my degree for a random entry-level position or start my own business. So, starting a business it was. Did I know how to do that? Not even a little bit.
From there it was a whirlwind - websites, marketing, and networking, oh my. I was seeing patients and living the dream. Or was I? I couldn’t even tell at that point. I was sprinting on the treadmill of life.
Two years went by like a flash and then, time stood still when I had my son. He was the light of my life and literally changed me the second I looked into his eyes. Like most first time moms, I had no idea what I was doing. But, I was going to do my best because this little bundle of adorable was depending on me.
As if running a business and having one child wasn’t enough, we added a second. Cute babies are like chips, you can’t have just one, right? Baby # 2, another perfect little boy.
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