Quandry

I haven't spoken much about my family on here. Mainly because there isn't a lot to say. My parents are both deceased, my Dad in Dec of 1999 and my Mom in Dec of 2000. I do have a sister, but we are not in contact with each other much. She lives in Florida and has a daughter, who is now 15.

The last time I saw my sister and niece was at my wedding in 2001. I have talked to them a few times, but that's about it. I don't have a way to call them, because I don't have their phone number. My sister is way way different than me. She is now 38.

Anyway, last night around 9 or so the phone rings and it's my sister. She's obviously quite drunk. I haven't talked to her in probably 2 years. So she is rambling on and on about how my niece is living wiht her dad and that her dad apparently got mad at her for getting a D on her report card (rightfully so IMO).

The long and short of it, is this. My sister cannot have her daughter living with her because she (sister) has a drug issue. She proposes that I get custody of her daughter.

This is something that I had wished for several years ago, when my niece was younger and hadn't been subjected to the things she has been subjected to. Now? With a newborn?

Sigh. I feel like the world's worst aunt, but I really don't think I want this. Not to mention, is there a court who would give custody to a 15 year old to her aunt who lives nearly 2000 miles away? Especially when there is a father and grandparents who would take her?

Just sounds like trouble to me.

What do you all think??

4 weeks

Today S is 4 weeks old. Amazing. The time has both flown by and dragged. My maternity leave is half over already.

S is growing so big, so fast. He's over 8 pounds now, up from 6lb 11.5 at birth. He's starting to fill in some of his clothes, finally. Although I'm afraid that he's not going to be fitting into many clothes for very long.

I'm sorry this post is all baby all the time. But it is what my life is right now. All baby all the time.

This is a picture of S and his daddy. Aren't they cute together?

Hard

Doesn't begin to describe it. It is hard, really really hard. I thought I was prepared for it, but I guess I'm not. It's getting better, though. Is it worth it?

You be the judge:


It is so worth it. He's become my world and I his. Hubby is entraced as well.

Birth Story

Well, here is the long awaited birth story.

Went into the hospital on 9/26 at about 8pm for induction. I was still completely closed but about 80% effaced. Had cytotec placed every 4 hours, for 3 doses. After the 3rd dose, I was dilated about 1.5 cm and my OB broke my water.

I had been having contractions all night, not bad, but progressively getting stronger. After he broke my water, the contractions got stronger. Around 10:30 or so I felt I needed something. Still not significantly dilated (pitocin was started around 9).

So, we first went with demerol and phenergan. Ugh. Mostly all it did was make me sleepy. I would fall asleep between contractions and when they hit, WHAM. Got an intrathecal (that is fentanyl and morphine given as a spinal). It worked for about 2 hours (now it's around 1:30 or so. The contractions were still there and I was then about 5cm dilated.

Called the anesthetist back and he placed a second intrathecal around 2:15 or so. Did not help a bit. Contractions were strong! I wasn't sure I was going to be able to take it. Finally around 3 or so I told C to go get the nurses because I had to PUSH. They came in and I was completely dilated.

Started pushing shortly after the OB checked me and pushed for a bit over an hour. S began having decelerations near the end, so they placed a vacuum, but I was able to push him out at 4:47 pm.

I was surprised I was able to do as well as I did, to be honest. My OB (who is a friend of mine) told me later that he was sure I was going to need a c-section. Luckily I proved him wrong.