So a few seasons have passed since my first posting, but I hope to remedy that after today. But just to catch everyone (no one) up: Brother in Halfway House, as a 2nd parole violation result. My maternal Grandfather passed away in July.
Now on to my big news. We had a baby! In May, I found out that I was pregnant! In August we found out it was a little boy. I gave birth on December 29th 2010 at 10:49AM. My water broke (which only happens in 10% of pregnancies) at 1:15AM. By the time we got to the hospital I was dilated to 3cm. Within an hour and a half I was at 6cm. When they gave me my epidural it absorbed funny, so I was numb in places I shouldn't have been after 2 boosters to try and even it out. It absorbed that way because if I was in any position other that my right side Mason's heartbeat dropped. (Do any of you have an idea of how hard it is to throw up in a little pan when you can only move your neck?) Jason was amazing during delivery, as was the hospital staff! And my little Man came out sunny side up after 2 and a half hours of pushing! He had a horrible cone-head. Jason wasn't prepared for the cone head and almost passed out. He is an amazingly loving father who has turned into complete mush.
I'm off until March 9th on Short-term Disability, which is awesome, but I'm looking forward to going back to work. My recovery was nothing short of amazing! Now if only I could lose this last little bit of Baby weight and get back into my clothes....
I have had a hard time dealing with the fact that my Mom isn't going to be here to see her first grandchild. Van hasn't seen him yet either..... It just makes me sad that she will never know my baby. But I guess in a way it's easier. Now I won't have to explain how sick she was to Mason. Or be afraid to leave him alone with her. She had a horrible drug problem (as does my brother) that ultimately caused heart failure while she was driving. She hurt another family pretty bad when she wrecked. I took her death hard. But Mason will be able to know Mama for the woman she wanted to be deep down inside. The woman that the drugs ran off into hiding.
I'm upset with Jason's parents. We made a deal that only our parents would be allowed at the hospital, and his parents didn't show up at all. And waited 2 days after we were home to even come and see Mason. Then they only stayed for about 15 minutes. It hurts him so bad that they don't act like they love him as much as his sister's baby.
Okay, pretty good update. Maybe the next few won't be so far apart. I'm going to try to do this every few days at least. It really helps me. I used to keep a journal, but was nervous about people finding it. So maybe this will be a little more anonymous....
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