Saturday, May 30, 2009


My little man is growing fast. He has brought so much joy into my life. After the past several years dealing with cancer I needed to see this new life. I needed to be renewed with hope for the future. He has done all that and more. I can't explain how much I love him. No words could ever describe it.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Contentment....




He's here! Beautiful and Perfect! I couldn't ask for anything more.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

33 weeks 3 days and the rest of my life...

Little one wanted to come early and I made a trip to Labor and Delivery last Wednesday. I think they thought I was crazy when I went in and told them that I was contracting and positive that I was starting dilate. "How do you know your dilating?" "Umm..I can feel it!" Anyways, sure enough I was. I was given Turbetaline which is a nasty drug that makes you shake uncontrollably. I hated it but, it did stop my labor.
Since then I have taken both doses of Betamethasone to help little one's lungs and brain. I feel relieved that has been done. I know it benefited my last child.
I know that I am huge. The biggest I have ever been. This baby is nearing 5lbs and I am only 33 weeks. My biggest was 6lbs. Last night I was walking out of the hospital after receiving my last steroid shot. It was dark out and the windows were more like mirrors. I looked over to see my protruding belly far ahead of me. Holy Cow! I look really pregnant.

On to other things. Youngest daughter has a STI from a 20 year old guy. The day she was suppose to start her BC we got the call. So, I delayed that. That night she woke in horrible pain and I rushed her into the ER thinking she had an appendicitis. Turned out the poor girl had a ruptured ovarian cyst. I took her home and got her onto the couch then I ran off to get her meds. She was given Morphine at he hospital and was pretty out of it.
I fed her the antibiotics for the STI (one time dose) and then a Darvocet. She didn't remember taking the meds. I guess over the past two weeks she started texting her Uncle telling him that I wouldn't get her meds. Not once did she mention to me that she didn't remember taking them. So, I get a call from her father about the situation. He was actually very polite and understanding about the matter. I'm not really pissed off at him. I explained to him she did receive her meds.
What pisses me off is that she didn't simply come to me. Thinking she needed to have an advocate when dealing with her mother pissed me off. The second thing that pissed me off is that she went to her Uncle and not her father! The only thing that really irritated me with her father is that: Yes, he has the right to be concerned about his daughter but, he should trust that I will take care of them. I have been doing it for all these years with no help from him. Why would I take her to the ER, do a CT scan, an Ultrasound, have Morphine pumped into her, get prescriptions and then fail to treat her for something that could impact her life forever? Seriously? I mean if there was some contribution to there well-being I might feel better about him questioning me. Well, I guess he did piss me off more I thought.
She goes for her rescreening today. I am hoping that the infection has cleared.

He asked if I beat the shit of the 20 year old. God, I would love to. But, the truth is my daughter isn't innocent in this. She made a decision to have unprotected sex with this guy. Yes, he's 20 and legally an adult. He could be held accountable for his actions under the law but, then that teaches my daughter that to protect this guy (whom she has strong feelings for) she needs to be silent. This infection could have caused her to be infertile later in life...when this guy no longer matters. He doesn't matter now because she ended it after she found out he knew he had the infection and put her at risk.
I just hope that she has learned from this experience. Her infection can be treated and won't recur unless she has unprotected sex with someone else who has it. Maybe she will learn to protect herself and not trust these young guys to care so much that they will do that for her. Maybe she will learn to wait a bit longer and get to know them. I can only hope that a few of these things will stick with her.
And that she will realize I will always be here for her. I will drop everything to care for her. Yes, I will be angry. I will lecture. But, I know that at 16 she will make mistakes...big ones. I just hope she gets lucky and escapes long term consequences. I hope that she gives me the opportunity to help her think things thru before she acts on them. I hope that I have taught her well.
She will still make mistakes though. Damn...that's hard to deal with.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The Nursery






This is the baby's nursery. I still have a Thomas the Tank Engine Rug to lay down but, it is pretty much complete. I think I have everything we need for the little guy but, we will have to wait and see.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Beautiful Belly


I have made it to 27 weeks! My belly is growing larger everyday. Baby is kicking me constantly. All is right in the world.

Wish it was that simple. I do feel pretty good though. I am just anxious and becoming impatient. Ready to see this little one. Which is crazy because I still have 13 weeks to go!

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Baby Baer

Little Baby Baer is growing like a weed. He is measuring bigger than average at each ultrasound but, still on the normal side. He is now 9-10 inches long and abt. 10 oz.
He may be my biggest baby!

Which actually scares me a bit. I had a hard time pushing out the oldest boy because of his big head and the youngest girl...not sure why. She was my largest at 6lbs. Since this will be a VBAC I am a little afraid of a larger baby.

He is kicking me on a regular basis. Today is must have been the game for the day...that and jumping on my bladder. Its quite funny actually. I am only 19 weeks and this kid can get me to run to the bathroom already. This afternoon he spent doing somersaults.

I am working on a baby afghan for him and also painting little sailboat hooks for his jackets. I think the nursery is slowly coming together. I am glad I have approx. another 20 weeks to get it done because I'm just not moving very fast.

I almost have his playroom cleared out but, I still have to decide whether to paint or what color.

I am looking forward to the time I will get to spend with him. With the other kids being so much older and not needing so much of my time...I will actually get to sit a play with him. I will be able to sit a read twenty books in a row if that's what holds his interest. I will get to play blocks, shake rattles, tickle his toes, and cuddle him to sleep. I feel like I missed alot of that with the other four. There was just so much demand for my attention and time. I didn't have alot to give.

The kids are getting excited. I think the believe that I will forget about them to some degree and they will be allowed to run amuck! Hah, won't they be surprised. I don't plan on any of my kids running anywhere.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Woohoo!

Negative!

***does happy dance***