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“Hmm…” I groaned.

“What is it” My sister asked.

“I don’t know what I wanna do when I grow up.”

“What about baking?” she reminded.

Before programming I wanted to bake. I had tried baking cookies and cupcakes and they weren’t that good. Well, the cookies were fine (except they were a little crunchy), but the cupcakes were dry. I tried making a few different batches of cupcakes, but none were quite right (they looked good though). I still like baking but definitely not for a career.

“I don’t know…” I responded.

She then responded with a bunch of different career options. “Well, you can do writing, drawing, marketing, blogging, entrepreneuring, programming…”

“Wait. What’s programming?”

My sister responded with some crazy definition that I didn’t really understand at the time but for some reason I really wanted to do it.

“I wanna do that!” I said.

“Okay” she shrugged.

By the way, that was a time when I didn’t really know to use Google to search for programming. Then the conversation kinda faded off. Later that day (Or 1-2 days after) my dad had brought up the conversation about careers – perfect timing, right?

So, I said, “I want to do programming.”

“Oh, that’s great!” He replied. He also said some other happy confirmations.

I wasn’t sure why he was happy then (or what I was getting into), but I decided to go with it.

And that’s pretty much how I got into programming! I’m actually glad I didn’t know what it was then. Because if I did, I probably wouldn’t be doing it now. That’s only ‘cause Google searches and Wikipedia make programming seem way (note the italics) more complicated – and less fun – than it really is.

It actually took a while to find resources that let me get a good grasp on programming, but now I can finally call myself a programmer. And I can finally call myself Code Mama.