Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Eden Ann

This is a post I didn't think I'd have to make for 3 more months, but due to some very serious complications, my niece (not the one who had the shower, but the one who had been having problems since the beginning of her pregnancy) delivered a very tiny baby girl on Sunday. Her name is Eden Ann. She was born at 28 weeks gestation (3 months early), weighed in at 2 lb. 7 oz., and is 13 inches long. She is currently on a ventilator to help her breathe, though it has been cut back to 50%, which is a good thing. Before she was born, the doctors only gave her a 50/50 chance of survival. I don't know if the odds for her are better now that she is here and looks healthy enough for a baby that small, but I do know that it has been a very tense 3 days. My niece had to have her uterus removed because the placenta had grown through it and into her bladder. I know she wanted at least one more child, so this isn't going to be an easy road for her anyway. I just hope little Eden is OK. Please shoot up a prayer for her.
Thank you,
Paula

Saturday, January 5, 2008

The Shower

This is just a little update to my angry post from yesterday.
The shower went very well. My niece who lost the baby was not there, and as it turns out, she really wasn't expected to be there. I had a long talk with my sister-in-law, who told me how grateful she is that I am helping Janessa through this, and I feel like a lot of old hurts have healed through our conversation. I have been healing from my bitterness issue with her for quite sometime, but I really feel whole now.
I am very tired. Emotionally charged days seem to do that, you know, but I do feel pretty happy.
Until I need to write again,
Paula

Friday, January 4, 2008

A Little Something to Tick Me Off

Happy New Year! 2008 started with a wicked awesome good time at a friend's house and thus far, I am looking forward to the new year.
Today is my daughter Emily's 11th birthday. All yesterday was spent remembering being in labor all day and everytime I woke up in the night, I remembered the 3 1/2 hours of pushing it took to get her out! She was my 1st vaginal birth and she weighed in at 9 lbs. 3 oz. My friend who recently killed herself was such an incredible help to me during the hours of agony. Emily's birth was my only unmedicated one and it was MISERABLE!! I discovered the wonder of an epidural with my other kids and I was much less traumatized after their births.
I wanted to title this post "A Little Something to Piss Me Off", but I decided that it was too strong a title. This is the incident that did it:
I wrote in my last entry about my niece who just miscarried. Tomorrow, our family is having a baby shower for her sister, who is due in April, but lives in Colorado and won't be home again until after the baby comes. I asked Janessa (the one who lost the baby) if she was coming tomorrow. She told me that she was and I told her that I wouldn't have been able to do it after I lost my babies. I then told her that I'd talk to my mother-in-law and tell her my feelings on the situation. I don't think she should feel like she has to be there! I told my mother-in-law about it and she said, "I understand that, but I also understand that this is her sister and she needs to support her." I dropped the subject after that because it made me so mad. Spoken as one who has never been there! This girl's mother also lost babies to miscarriage and I can't understand why she isn't being more sympathetic to her daughter. Everyone is so wrapped up in the 1st grandbaby for that family that the pain of one daughter is being ignored. Gggrrrrr!!! Why is it that grieving moms-to-be have to march to the drummer that everyone else marches to? If the baby had been born and died, she would be treated with more compassion. I know that there is a big difference between losing a baby at 5 weeks and losing one after birth, but this is the greatest pain she has ever known and she needs to be treated as one who is enduring a devastating loss.
I'm finished venting. It just really aggrevated me!!!
Paula