Natalie Wertz
Hello!
My name is Natalie, I am a proud grandma, mom, wife, and I’m proud being a woman. in the early 2000s I wrote a book to teach young girls about the wonderful yet scary process of maturing into womanhood. I wanted to help as many girls as possible overcome the different struggles and challenges this process brings.
Growing up, I had it harder than other kids. An unstable household and living in a rough part of town did not make puberty fun or pleasant experience. My journey to womanhood was something I had to navigate almost completely on my own, I didn’t have a solid support system to ask any questions or tools to help myself understand what was happening to my body. I went through things that no young girl should ever have to deal with.
That is what inspired me to write my book, to help walk girls all around the world through the uncertain times that womanhood first brings. Fast forward to 2024, I wanted to transform my book into a website; something more accessible to reach even more struggling girls, to give them the help I always wished I had.
Dedication
This dedication is to the real love of my life, the only man that gave me, what my heart longed for more than the air that I breathe. His name was James and he came to me in my real time of need, when my life was out of control. My child abuse came back to me, in full force after fighting off the pain for so many years. I was looking for love in all of the wrong places, so the heavens sent me him. He is one of the reasons that this book has been completed. He always told me I had a gift to give the world. I remember on December 10th, 1987, 11 months into our relationship, I noticed some children's toys in this closet, I asked James who the toys were for, and he replied his two grandsons, ages 1 and 2.
The toys were for Christmas, so I asked him if we could take the toys to them early, that weekend, of course he said yes. It was Thursday and I could not wait, my heart was joyful and the mother part of me was smiling with tears because I had no children of my own. The weekend was finally here, as we pulled up to the house, I saw the front door open and there stood 2 small boys, one had no clothes on the other had only underwear on, with the biggest smiles on their little dirty faces, hands up high, eyes with the look of abuse, saying to me. Please! I need your love so bad, take me home with you. I had never seen these children before that day, but I can honestly say that I loved them at first sight. James and the grandboys made my life so happy and meaningful for many years. Every night I say a little prayer to my mother, the father that I never knew, my grandfathers, my grandmothers, my half sisters and half brothers, and my only child.