My Mom loves telling the story from the moment I was born until the day I was 5, when the casts were removed and I started to live a normal life. On Sep 2nd, 1992, the pediatrician brought me to Momโs arms and said: โHere is your daughter; I want to make sure you see she was born with a birth defect, so you donโt think we have exchanged her in the babyโs room.โ My Mom cried, not because of the condition of my feet but because of the doctorโs lack of bedside manners.