Malakhi Orion, born October 29th, 2009 at 2:01pm. 7lb 8 oz, 20in long.
So yeah, I’m a little slow getting this out…but oh well. I think I have a pretty good excuse! lol.
Details (possibly TMI, so don’t read if you don’t really want to know):
I woke up at 4am on the 29th with contractions. I had been having braxton hicks before so I figured it was that and tried to go back to sleep, when I couldn’t I started timing them. They were about 8 min apart. I decided to get up and take a shower to see if they went away, they didn’t (I decided to shave while I was in there too, lol). I went and laid back down. That’s when I noticed my panties were getting wet…I texted my mom and said “either my water broke or I have lost control of my blader”. I wasn’t sure cause it wasn’t like a big gush, just a little every few min. She said it could be my water and I should go to Labor & Delivery. That’s when Cory woke up. I told him what was going on and I swear that was the fastest I have ever seen him get out of bed! lol.
We left the house at 7am, was checked in at 7:15am. (I pre-registered only the day before! lol, I was cutting it close) Everything went great, had him at 2:01pm and I didn’t have to push for very long. I don’t know how long…but I’m sure my mom could tell me. It was her and Cory in there with me. I think I had the waiting room completely full! lol
I didn’t have any pain meds or anything like that. I did start to ask for something because they kept telling me I was still at 9 and that it wasn’t time to push and I just couldn’t help it, I needed to push! lol, so they checked me again and said, ok, it’s time. *major eye roll between contractions*
I managed to only dig my nails in Cory once and that was while I was actualy pushing. I did keep turning his fingers blue and purple though. lol.
END of TMI. lol
So this was the best birthday present ever. Yeah, my birthday was the 29th. 
Today I have one month left until my due date! I can’t wait. I am so ready to be able to hold my baby boy in my arms and rock him to sleep.
My baby shower is on the 25th. My mom and my friend Cieara are the ones planning it. It was kinda supposed to be a surprise, but didn’t turn out that way because they keep asking me my opinion on things. haha.
Today Jeremiah’s mom and I took him to pick out a costume. We got there and he ran up to the Iron Man one and decided that’s what he wanted to be. Then we walked down to some of the others and he wanted to be the red Power Ranger, then I don’t remember what they were but there was two others he wanted to be, then he started saying Iron Man again. So we went back to Iron Man and he then noticed Hulk and the black Spiderman. lol. We probably stood there for 30 min. But that’s ok. He finally decided on the black Spiderman. His older brother is the regular one. So instead of choosing to be a cool (good) superhero, he decides to be the evil spiderman! lol. Go figure.
Well…I had something more to blog about, but now I can’t think. :/ More later I guess!
Nearly in tears,
but what can I do?
Out of my control.
Tired and angry.
Making me sad.
Can’t be controled,
what do I do?
So, I was about to start crying a minute ago. All this crap that has been happening to me is starting to wear me down. It seems like I just can’t catch a break anymore. As most of you know I get cysts in an extremely senstive area that is more painful than childbirth (so I’ve been told). I have another one now. I had one just a month ago also. Three weeks ago my back was hurting so bad that I couldn’t do anything without being in pain, then I got a cold where my throught got dry and scratchy and painful, now I have another cyst. So I have been in some sort of pain for the past month.
On top of the pain I start to feel like a bad mother and wife. With my back hurting and the cysts I can’t do house work (ok, I could but I would be in tears not long after getting started). So right now the dishes are so far behind I can’t see my sink, we are running out of clean clothes, and my house just looks like crap. Oh, and when we have Jeremiah (every other week) I can’t do anything with him like I normally do. I normally take him to the park, play ball with him at the house, and other activities. Now my mom has been taking him after school for me sense Cory has to work. He is still having fun, but it makes me feel like crap. My house is discusting me enough that if I had the money I would pay someone to come over and clean it for me. My mom would if I asked her to, but she is already doing so much for me.
I just keep wondering what I’m going to do once the baby gets here? If my back gets that bad again I’m not even going to be able to lift him, if I have a cyst…well, if I have a cyst I’ll manage…but it will be a lot of pain.
I just don’t know what to do. I know crying and feeling sorry for myself are not going to help anything, but laying here all day I have nothing better to do…lay here and think about how crappy things are right now and not knowing what to do about any of it.
Alrighty, at some point I will actually have a little something about me in here, untill then, this is all ya get. :P Sorry. O and there will be a picture too. For now I'm going to work on this layout. It's almost done. :)
