It Was All a Dream
The real question is why do I know some code? Heavy emphasis on some. Nonetheless, my tenacious, “no quit” (as my husband calls it) attitude started when I was a very little girl.
If you were to ask my teachers about young Porsche they would say she was defiant. Mr. Whitman, my elementary school teacher affectionately (sarcasm) called me “Little Miss Attitude” and had the nerve to call me this in front of my own mother. This is one trivial example of how my curiosity as a child was often met with contempt and disapproval and how it inevitably shaped me.
I was born in South Bend, Indiana but raised in Minnesota, mostly in Duluth. Though I never really moved a bunch as a young person, I still never felt like I could confidently say “I’m from Duluth” without having an existential crisis.
I guess you could say I am still looking for home? We’ll revisit this.
My singular baby photo.
Toddler P. She had a sweetness in her eyes that turned into spiciness in the next pic.
Let us all smile like “buckteeth” thumb sucking Porsche smiled before braces.
There are many layers to my life and one layer that I’ll briefly share in written format was when I moved to Fresno, Texas the summer before my 9th grade year. School starts earlier in Texas than in Minnesota so I was able to begin school and quickly discern that I wanted to return to a school where I had an established friendship group.
After much begging, my mom allowed my siblings and I to return to Minnesota with my step-dad. He was not technically my step-dad because they hadn’t been in a relationship for years, but he raised me and was the only father figure I had.
Yep, my mom stayed.
This distance set the tone for the rest of my life in ways I never anticipated, and I’m all the better for it. Every now and then I ask myself, “who raised me” and I not too long ago drew the conclusion that I “raised” myself but I wasn’t aware of it at the time.
Momma or Ma'preneur?
Yep, my husband is White. Checkout my podcast for a good conversation about interracial dating and raising bi/multi-racial children.
Kids. I was on the fence about being a parent, a Mother. I was unsure if I had the capacity to love a child in the way I thought was a prerequisite for planned children. Luckily for me, I knew my husband would be an active, loving father and he wanted children so it was an easy decision for me.
Now that I have three children (3 year old son and identical twin girls), I (like 98% of parents) cannot fathom a life without them. To be clear, I had joy before being a Mother and my babies have done nothing but enhance my joy, increase my drive and empower me to be the best version of myself. I love sharing my journey of always needing a break but missing them the second we’re apart.
We eloped to Brooklyn, New York.
Only our grandmothers knew our plans and we called our parents after we wrapped up with photography! <3
The twins’ first Christmas spent in Austin, Texas.
Values Porsche Lives By
If something is meant for me, it will be without compromising my values. I also value follow-through and standing by my word.
I will do any and everything I want to and can do. Life is so short and I’d rather have given “it” my best shot and fail than grow old with regret and “what if’s” holding me down.
Even with the most supportive people in my life I wholeheartedly believe in being your own cheerleader. You have to believe in everything you put your mind to and the people that love us won’t always be able to match that energy.
Even as a recovering extrovert, if there is anything that energizes me most it is working with and supporting other people. I find so much joy and inspiration in connecting with others.