I was raised Catholic and wholeheartedly embraced every aspect of my religion. When it came time for me to be confirmed (at age 14), I was very excited about it.
Over time though, and through sheer laziness more than anything else, I kind of lost touch with the Catholic church and became a "Twice a year" Catholic.
By the time I met my husband, I was rarely attending Mass and he was an Episcopalian who rarely attended services. We were married in a (for lack of a better term) generic Protestant service by a Navy chaplain.
When I was pregnant with our first child, however, we realized that we definitely wanted to raise our children as we were; going to a Mass or service every week and embracing a certain religion. It really wasn't hard to decide that we would raise them as members of the Episcopal Church mainly because I wasn't sure what sort of "paper work" I would need to obtain since their father and I hadn't been married in a Catholic church. Also, I felt comfortable with that faith since it is basically an offshoot of Catholicism.
Last year, it finally felt like the right thing for me to do to be confirmed in the Episcopal Church. So I started taking classes and was received last month (since I had been previously confirmed, I didn't need to be reconfirmed). It's nice for me to be "officially" of the same faith as my husband and daughters, but it's not really something I discuss with my parents since I sense it's something they're not completely comfortable with. My sister, who is an EXTREMELY devout Catholic is very happy for me and I'm glad about that
