A few weeks ago while Christmas shopping with my mom I ran into an old “friend”. (This was the person that I had many problems with while I was on bedrest in the hospital after my water broke.) It caught me off guard and kinda made my stomach do a little flip and my heart race. We didn’t talk. We just locked eyes, did a tight smile and kept on walking.
Flash forward……I’m dashing through Target with Gus, Busy Bee, JoJo and Goober looking for some ink for our printer. I was feeling a bit rushed because football was going to be starting and we wanted to get back in time for the game. So here I am flying through the store and who do I see???? Yup my “friend”. I wasn’t caught off guard like last time. It was sort of like “Oh it’s you” and that was it. We finished our shopping and hurried home to watch the game. But I just couldn’t get this second run-in out of my head. Yes we live near each other and it’s bound to happen. But for almost a year I didn’t see or hear from her. Then twice in the span of a few weeks and there she is.
I keep wondering if it’s coincidence or God’s plan?
I must say the pain and hurt she caused was huge! Because of this situation I stopped going to church and MOPS because she was involved and going too. But after all I’ve been through with Gus it just isn’t worth it to hold onto that hurt. When I saw her both times my first feeling wasn’t anger…..it was surprise!
So now what??
I have blogged about Facebook before but after reading a post over at Blessed I was inspired to write again. I too was conflicted about the “friends” I had on FB. So after a while I turned off my account. When I was in the hospital on bed rest I went back. One thing that makes me feel 0k with being back on FB is knowing that the friends I have on my friends list are only people I’d talk with IRL. (I do have 3 “contacts” on my list who are tattoo artists 😉 ) For me it has been a great way to KIT with my friends and make plans. We share pictures, funny stories and recipes. I will never again fall into the trap of having “friends” for the sake of having them on my list 🙂
My life is either extremely quiet and boring or busy and crazy. No in-between. Example…..last January I am pregnant with nothing going on….Febuary my water breaks and I am in the hospital on bed rest. Two weeks ago life was quiet (as quiet as can be with 6 kiddos) and all was well…….Last week started an endless trip to doctors!! Thursday I took JoJo in for an ear infection, Friday I took Gus in for a cold, Monday I had my 6 week postpartum check up, Wednesday I was at the doctors for a tender spot on my ankle that was swollen, Wednesday afternoon I was at the hospital for a sonogram of my leg (my doc thought I may have a blood clot [which I do not have PTL]) and Thursday morning I was getting an x-ray of my ankle!
I guess I should be thankful that I do not have too many super busy times (or at least I haven’t had too many in the past other then the whole water breaking early thing! ) Hopefully this isn’t the start of a new trend for my family………..
I miss blogging. When I have a quiet moment (rare) I think about the things I’d like to blog about. Then things get crazy and I don’t seem to have time. These past few weeks since the baby was born have been so full. So full of activity, so full of emotions, so full of stuff!!!
I am still in awe of the fact that Gus is here. The end of my pregnancy was so surreal. It was difficult both physically & emotionally. I went on auto-pilot just to get through the whole ordeal. Now that he is here reality is setting in. He is here! I have 6 kiddos and my youngest is a 6 week premature infant!!! Wow……funny how life’s road twists and turns 😉
My little JoJo isn’t so little any more 😦 He has turned into a little boy. I could just sit and watch him play for hours (if I had the time 😆 ) Time is going by so fast and I try not to get wrapped up in the daily grind. I try to enjoy each child as they are. I remind myself to give hugs and kisses and to listen not only with my ears but with my heart. I try to remind myself to enjoy my gifts (my children)
My time in the hospital has taught me a lot. I know all of it has happened for a reason. It taught my hubby about my daily life with the kids. He now is more understanding of me and it has made our relationship so much stronger. And it has taught me to appreciate the little things. Be happy with what you have. It could all be gone in the blink of an eye!!
Well it’s about time things start going in a more positive direction for me. It felt like that black cloud would follow me forever! But now that I am through my whole pregnancy ordeal I am feeling better. My household seems to be improving as well. We are finally getting ahead financially. What a good feeling. Emotionally I have been feeling good. I know it’s still early but I am hopeful that I will not fall prey to the grip of postpartum depression. All in all things are looking up
My shining light, my antidepressant, my blessing
I am officially DONE!! I am checking myself out AMA this afternoon after hubby gets off of work. I am already packed up and ready to go. I cannot sit in this hospital another night! If the high risk doc has his way I only have 5 days left anyway!! I need to go home before I have this baby!!
Sigh….I have no idea what these next few days will bring. But I can say without a doubt I will be one happy mama!
Edited to add: I had my last sonogram today. AFI was 9!! The baby was very active!!
For most people Friday is a day to look forward to. Friday means no work and time to do as you please. For me Fridays are no fun. Friday means I am one day closer to the dreaded weekend! On the weekends I have nurses that usually only work once or twice a month. The weekend nurses are the worst! Every weekend I get so tempted to just say f*ck it I am leaving!! I am tired of nurses coming in to bother me during a meal. I am tired of nurses who take my temp & BP at end of shift just to have the next nurse do the same thing 20-30 minutes later! I am so tired of all of this. A person can only take so much and it looks like I have reached my limit! 👿