As of 8/4/11 all has been resolved. Praise God!!
Friday, August 26, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
I'm depressed. I'm worried about our fiances. The insurance not coming thru on dad's death. The disappointment and anger Don will have when we don't get that "free money". He's already been shopping for a new vehicle on-line. I worry about him and never about me. I work full-time to support him and our daughter while he doesn't even look for a job. For four years he has worked only 12 weeks part-time and that was only a few months ago. He was fired 2 months after our wedding and only had one job interview since then besides his 12 week tax job which I had to pay for him to do. Essentially, I paid for him to work and get out of the house and had to put our child in day-care--and pay for that too--because of it. I barely make enough to get by, paying a mortgage, all our bills, not to mention diapers & all the things 2 dogs require. I'm sorry to admit that the dogs haven't been to the vet in years for their routine checks/shots. None of this bothers Don, yet I would rather suffer through then confront him one more time. There are days I'm able to enjoy our marriage some - its easier on days he's affectionate toward me - but those days are few and far between. I don't believe he's cheating. He's too lazy for that.
I'm just very stressed and worn out. I've been to several doctors who tell me I have chronic fatigue and nerve damage stemming from the seriousness of it. I can't find a solution. I won't give up my time with our daughter. As it is, I only get around 4 hours a day with her before her bedtime. Then I read or find other reasons to stay up--if I don't pass out in the recliner first. Sometimes I just want to die--but baby brings me back. I can't bear to think of being without her. I do often fantasize about running away with her though. Just literally packing the car, cleaning out the bank account and leaving a note behind. I've even researched area's across the country to live; that "dream" of mine is so real......
I'm just very stressed and worn out. I've been to several doctors who tell me I have chronic fatigue and nerve damage stemming from the seriousness of it. I can't find a solution. I won't give up my time with our daughter. As it is, I only get around 4 hours a day with her before her bedtime. Then I read or find other reasons to stay up--if I don't pass out in the recliner first. Sometimes I just want to die--but baby brings me back. I can't bear to think of being without her. I do often fantasize about running away with her though. Just literally packing the car, cleaning out the bank account and leaving a note behind. I've even researched area's across the country to live; that "dream" of mine is so real......
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
My Review of Fisher-Price Precious Planet Color Change Shade
Originally submitted at Toys R Us
Fisher-Price Precious Planet Color Change Shade static cling sun shade that transitions from light to dark in response to sunlight. Shade is clear at night for improved driver visibility. Helps block UV sun rays. 15" x 15" shade. Comes in pack of 2, one for each rear auto window.
HORRIBLE
By Mommy from Michigan on 3/22/2011
Cons: Wears EasilyDescribe Yourself: First Time Parent
I wish I would have reviewed this product online before purchasing from the store. It was easy to apply to the windows but although the box clearly states the color change should last 1-2 YEARS it didn't even last an entire week. We're at the end of a very cloudy winter in Michigan and the color change only happened once. By the second sunny day, they were completely useless. I'm so disappointed that I wasted my time/money on this product. My daughter is miserable with the sun in her face - it offers no protection!
(legalese)
Monday, March 7, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Humble Pie
I was very humbled today and God knows I needed it.
I've been so wrapped up in finding the "perfect childcare solution" for my precious little girl. What I need to remember is that I HAVE a little girl to worry about. I will find the right situation and my family will be fine. The true blessing is that I have a family to love.
After trying for a baby for 18 months, loosing 3 along the way, you think I'd have an easier time keeping my priorities in order.
I've been so wrapped up in finding the "perfect childcare solution" for my precious little girl. What I need to remember is that I HAVE a little girl to worry about. I will find the right situation and my family will be fine. The true blessing is that I have a family to love.
After trying for a baby for 18 months, loosing 3 along the way, you think I'd have an easier time keeping my priorities in order.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Finally: My Birth Story
I’m surprised I haven’t posted this yet!
On Thanksgiving, we traveled 2 hours to my in-laws to celebrate the holiday. I didn’t feel quite right, but I brushed it off as being extra tired. I also noticed that my LO wasn’t moving much, but she never did when I was on the move a lot. While I was concerned, I didn't let it show and I somewhat brushed it off as just being extra tired after my own busy day.
Back home on Black Friday, we decided to get in a little bargain baby shopping. DH & I headed out for about 2 hours before we went back home where I laid down for around 2.5 – 3 hours to rest. After that, I felt better and wanted to go out again. While we were shopping, (I was taking it very slow) I kept complaining to my DH that the baby was really pushing on me, I had to pee more often than usual and I was extremely tired. I still didn’t think much of it since it was a crazy couple of days.
Around 5pm we were back home and I noticed spotting when I used the bathroom. I freaked out! DH told me to eat dinner and rest…. about an hour later, I woke up, used the bathroom again and found red blood. We immediately called the Dr. and she told us to go to the ER. We checked in there about 8 pm.
The L&D nurses hooked me up to monitors (after waiting nearly an hour!) and told me I was actually contracting 1 – 2 minutes apart! The nurse was shocked I didn’t recognize labor, but they were fairly mild. After all, I was only in my 7th month and just took my Lamaze class the weekend before! I was given a shot to stop labor and the doctor performed an U/S (saw no sign of distress). By midnight, I was moved to an L&D room to be monitored overnight. At that point, I was given an oral med to stop labor and the nurses told my DH to go home and sleep… even though they were giving me a steroid shot “in case” baby comes. DH left around 1:30 am to let the dogs out and I tried to get some sleep.
Around 4:30 am, I told the nurse I was still bleeding and contracting, but she didn’t believe me. She pointed to the monitor and said, “No, you’re not!” I asked her to put her hand on my belly. She did, and exclaimed, "You ARE in labor!" then instantly ran out of the room. She came back a few moments later and said, “Doctor wants you prepped for a C-section now, so your hubby better get here soon.” Obviously, I was shocked! I found out later, the monitors were on wrong. Not only was I contracting (and still bleeding) but the baby’s heart rate had dropped!
They immediately started prepping me while giving me oxygen in hopes of "waking the baby up" while someone at the nurses station was trying to call Don – but he wasn’t picking up! Finally, just as I was about to be wheeled into the OR, she said Don was on his way. (He passed out after being awake nearly 24 hours and didn’t hear the phone). All I could think is, "Don't be mad at him for forgetting to bring the camera."
The epidural was a horrific experience. I could feel the thread going thru my spine and a second doctor had to be called in. It took nearly 30 minutes of poking before they got it in the right place. On the flip side, if it wouldn’t have taken so long, Don would have missed the delivery. Just as I laid back and they confirmed I was numb, I heard the doctor say, “We’re going to get started.” A second later, DH was standing over me, in scrubs, saying, “I’m here, I’m here… just breathe…. *pause—looks up* She’s here too!” He literally arrived 30 seconds before the baby did! I couldn’t hear G cry at first and I was terrified. As it turns out, she had swallowed a lot of my blood. After several seconds, I could hear a faint cry, but no one would tell me anything and I couldn’t see. I could only hear my doctor call me a “bleeder.”
I started shaking horribly after the placenta was delivered and then got sick on the table. They eventually stabilized G and took her to the NICU – I never even got to peek at my precious girl until several hours later when I was being rolled out of recovery into my room.
The doctor needed “extra time” to suction me out from all the blood and despite the epi, I was in a lot of pain. Later, I developed a spinal headache and had a 6” bruise on my back, around the injection site(s).
G was in the NICU for 6 days, which the nurses called a “record” for a preemie of 32 weeks (born 7w 1d early ~ due 1/17/10). She improved by leaps and bounds daily and now we joke that the placenta tore away (starting labor) because she grabbed it and pulled, trying to find her way out. She’s healthy, strong, and the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
On Thanksgiving, we traveled 2 hours to my in-laws to celebrate the holiday. I didn’t feel quite right, but I brushed it off as being extra tired. I also noticed that my LO wasn’t moving much, but she never did when I was on the move a lot. While I was concerned, I didn't let it show and I somewhat brushed it off as just being extra tired after my own busy day.
Back home on Black Friday, we decided to get in a little bargain baby shopping. DH & I headed out for about 2 hours before we went back home where I laid down for around 2.5 – 3 hours to rest. After that, I felt better and wanted to go out again. While we were shopping, (I was taking it very slow) I kept complaining to my DH that the baby was really pushing on me, I had to pee more often than usual and I was extremely tired. I still didn’t think much of it since it was a crazy couple of days.
Around 5pm we were back home and I noticed spotting when I used the bathroom. I freaked out! DH told me to eat dinner and rest…. about an hour later, I woke up, used the bathroom again and found red blood. We immediately called the Dr. and she told us to go to the ER. We checked in there about 8 pm.
The L&D nurses hooked me up to monitors (after waiting nearly an hour!) and told me I was actually contracting 1 – 2 minutes apart! The nurse was shocked I didn’t recognize labor, but they were fairly mild. After all, I was only in my 7th month and just took my Lamaze class the weekend before! I was given a shot to stop labor and the doctor performed an U/S (saw no sign of distress). By midnight, I was moved to an L&D room to be monitored overnight. At that point, I was given an oral med to stop labor and the nurses told my DH to go home and sleep… even though they were giving me a steroid shot “in case” baby comes. DH left around 1:30 am to let the dogs out and I tried to get some sleep.
Around 4:30 am, I told the nurse I was still bleeding and contracting, but she didn’t believe me. She pointed to the monitor and said, “No, you’re not!” I asked her to put her hand on my belly. She did, and exclaimed, "You ARE in labor!" then instantly ran out of the room. She came back a few moments later and said, “Doctor wants you prepped for a C-section now, so your hubby better get here soon.” Obviously, I was shocked! I found out later, the monitors were on wrong. Not only was I contracting (and still bleeding) but the baby’s heart rate had dropped!
They immediately started prepping me while giving me oxygen in hopes of "waking the baby up" while someone at the nurses station was trying to call Don – but he wasn’t picking up! Finally, just as I was about to be wheeled into the OR, she said Don was on his way. (He passed out after being awake nearly 24 hours and didn’t hear the phone). All I could think is, "Don't be mad at him for forgetting to bring the camera."
The epidural was a horrific experience. I could feel the thread going thru my spine and a second doctor had to be called in. It took nearly 30 minutes of poking before they got it in the right place. On the flip side, if it wouldn’t have taken so long, Don would have missed the delivery. Just as I laid back and they confirmed I was numb, I heard the doctor say, “We’re going to get started.” A second later, DH was standing over me, in scrubs, saying, “I’m here, I’m here… just breathe…. *pause—looks up* She’s here too!” He literally arrived 30 seconds before the baby did! I couldn’t hear G cry at first and I was terrified. As it turns out, she had swallowed a lot of my blood. After several seconds, I could hear a faint cry, but no one would tell me anything and I couldn’t see. I could only hear my doctor call me a “bleeder.”
I started shaking horribly after the placenta was delivered and then got sick on the table. They eventually stabilized G and took her to the NICU – I never even got to peek at my precious girl until several hours later when I was being rolled out of recovery into my room.
The doctor needed “extra time” to suction me out from all the blood and despite the epi, I was in a lot of pain. Later, I developed a spinal headache and had a 6” bruise on my back, around the injection site(s).
G was in the NICU for 6 days, which the nurses called a “record” for a preemie of 32 weeks (born 7w 1d early ~ due 1/17/10). She improved by leaps and bounds daily and now we joke that the placenta tore away (starting labor) because she grabbed it and pulled, trying to find her way out. She’s healthy, strong, and the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
Friday, March 26, 2010
March for Babies
Our first March for Babies event is coming soon! Please click on my side bar to learn more! ---->
Help support March of Dimes ~ sharing the vision that one day all babies will be born healthy. :)
Help support March of Dimes ~ sharing the vision that one day all babies will be born healthy. :)
Friday, February 26, 2010
Its a girl
Not long after my last post, our daughter, G arrived via Emergency C-section on 11/28/09 @ 6:15 a.m., seven weeks early. She was 4lb, 6oz., 17"
We're doing fine now, just hiding indoors during this wretched winter and counting our blessings that we have such an amazing new addition to our lives.
I can't describe to you how much I love that girl.
We're doing fine now, just hiding indoors during this wretched winter and counting our blessings that we have such an amazing new addition to our lives.
I can't describe to you how much I love that girl.
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