Thursday, June 30, 2005

And you get the snakes for free

There are 2 things that scare the shit outta me. 1 is so stupid that I won't tell you and the other is snakes.

Last yr when we moved in we left some boxes in the garage for a couple of months until we could figure out what we were going to do with them. Well, we never figured it out so Randy moved them to 3rd bedroom in the basement. We use the closet in the 3rd bedroom.

I got off of work one afternoon and picked Grace up from daycare and came home. I put her down for a nap and went to change. I went into the laundry room downstairs and stripped outta my work scrubs and then went into the 3rd bedroom to grab a pair of jeans in the closet. I looked down and thought I saw a snake. My glasses were really old so I was sure I was wrong so I bent down and looked closer. No I wasn't wrong. It was a snake.

My friends, you have never seen a fat girl take on stairs like I did that day. I think I hit the stairs twice on the way up.....screaming all the way. I slammed the door to the basement and stuffed a dish rag under it. I made sure the cats were down there as well, b/c I didn't want them to bring it to me as a present. I called Randy and told him to leave work this minute and take care of it. Then I called my Dad and asked him if snakes could get up stairs. He told me ( laughing the whole time because he thought it was funny) that snakes can get anywhere they want to. I think I hung up on him. Anyway, all my screaming woke Grace up and I went and got her and made her sit on the couch with me for the next 20 minutes. I wouldn't evn put my feet on the floor in fear that there might be another one of those bastards somewhere wating to attack.

Randy got home and went downstairs and took care of "it".
"IT" was only a baby and was already dead. Bite mark to the head. I knew I had cats for a reason. Randy says that he's seen earth worms bigger than that snake. I told him I don't give a flying fuck what he's seen. He didn't almost step on it ( and he screams like a 12 yr old girl when he sees a spider).
We figured it came in via a box from the garage. I still don't spend much time in the basement.

So guess what I almost stepped on again? Thats right-another snake. A big fat momma snake. She was MASIVE. I went to put a letter in the mail box and decided to go out the back door
( our backdoor is actually a side door off the driveway) so that I didn't wake up the baby in the living room. I made it to the mail box fine and started heading back. I heard this werid noise and I looked down and ...well. There it was. Crawling into our rockbed in the front of the house..... nesting, no doubt. I did what I like to call " I may be 50 pounds overweight, but I was a varsity cheerleader in highschool" jump. Oh, yeah- I screamed really loud too.....and then when I hit the ground I ran...Fast. What makes it even better? Our bedroom is on the other side of that rockbed. So now when I lay down at night I think of little baby snakes that are on the other side of the wall. I'm a freak.

Here is why I hate snakes : Until I was six we lived at the bottom of a hill and my Grandparents lived on the top. When I was 3 I decided I was going to run away to my Grandma's. I started walking and I saw the scariest thing ever. It was a snake trying to come through this part of the sidewalk that was broken. It must have just eaten because it was part way out, but could get it's middle out. It was thrashing around back and forth and looked pissed. Now, almost 24 years later I almost pee myself at the sight of a snake( not like a snake at the zoo or anything... that would be embarassing).

I DO NOT go in our backyard. That asshole who sold us the house forgot to mention the snakes were included for free. They're everywhere in our part of this shitty little town. Another reason I can't wait to move.

So here is my question. How do I get rid of the snake nests ( there are now 3 that we know of)
without killing them? I don't want to be mean. And I don't like my mother's idea of dumping tar in the nests. I don't want to kill them. I just don't want them in my yard. Any ideas anyone????

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

My happiest post yet

After 27 long days in the NICU I proudly present to you all -my daughters.........home together

Friday, June 24, 2005

Guess what?

Guess what I got to do tonight? Just guess........................................................
Give up?
We got to go to the store and buy diapers.
Newborn diapers.
Faith is coming home Sunday.
I can't type anymore because I'm crying.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Faith

Faith with her Daddy on Father's Day
His shirts says " The toughest Job you'll ever love" and has a picture of a big pair of shoes and a little kid pair of shoes.



And yes, she does have red hair like her big sister and her Mommy..... I thought it was blonde for 2 weeks, but nope.
Poor Randy.

Monday, June 20, 2005

So the Dr called and said......

.....that my kid is a rockstar. He raised the amount of her feedings to keep up with her weight gain ( I think we're around 4.7). He'd like to see her eating better during the day since she's taking bottles at 9p and 6a and finishing them. She just seems tired during the day. She's little and it's hard work so I don't blame her. He said that she'll probably come home on a heart monitor, which is fine by us. I actually perfer if she did. So we're getting there. She's big enough to come home now it's just this eating thing thats holding us back. She comes from a long line of good eaters ( on my side anyway) - she'll get it soon.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Friday

Yesterday was the hardest NICU day I've hard so far. Not because of Faith - she's still doing awesome and gained even more weight- she even went into a big girl bed ( a crib) yesterday.
The baby next to Faith, Emma Grace, died at 2pm yesterday. I can't even tell you wha all was running through my head. I hardly put Faith down at all. Emma was born very sick on Friday morning and I knew it was coming, but that didn't make it any easier. I just sat in our little room and listened to them next door ( all babies have rooms with curtins that close, but the walls don't go all the way up - they stop 3 feet shy of the celing) and cried. Needless to say, I'm very thankful for our healthy daughter's. They may come out a little under cooked, but they always catch up.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

An update from the 4th floor NICU

Dear Friends,
Just so you all know - My youngest daughter is a motherfucking SUPERSTAR!! I suppose that mommies shouldn't use those kinda words, but I'm very happy tonight, so bite my ass. My 31 weeker ( now 32 weeks) has gained 4 ounces over the last 36 hours. She has also gone to 2 nipple feedings a day and they took off her temp and pulse/oxy. leads today. Like I said - A superstar.

I'm doing good too. Thanks for all the emails. I'm not in much pain anymore. I'm taking pills about 3 times a day and it's been knocking out the pain. I took myself off driving restriction yesterday, because all it was doing was pissing me off. I hated having to be driven everywhere - I felt like I was 15 all over again. I go to the Dr tomorrow for a follow up and we'll see what she has to say. I'm really not happy about having to go back to that fucking floor again( My Dr's office is on the high risk floor that I was on) And yes, C, I was at Methodist.

Grace is awesome. She's been spending time with Crazy Aunt and my SIL, Jamie. A big THANK YOU goes out to them. They've been a HUGE help.It seems likeGracie has just grown up overnight. Her words have gotten better and I can tell she understands what we're saying to her eventhough acts like she doesn't. Her Daddy took her to get a new kitten yesterday so she's very happy. She's been carrying him around all day. He puts up with it and that what we wanted. A cat that would like her. Our other fat fur balls don't like her much at all.
I can't wait for her to see the baby. It's killing me. I hate that she can't go back and see Faith. We've shown her what we've taped so far ( right after her birth, the 1st time we held her, her first bath, ect) and Grace just says " Thats my mama". It's gotta be hard for a 2 yr old to understand.


Well, thats all for now. I fucking beat.

Sunday, June 05, 2005

I don't know where to start....

I don't know where to start my story. I thought I would be going home still pregnant a week ago. I overheard one of the nurses saying how busy the floor was and I was just in for headaches. Bitch. Then Every nurse I had told me how they didn't expect me to still be there, let alone to have had the baby when I was still there after the weekend. They all thought I was faking it. Either that or they thought I was a druggy. I got that vibe a lot the 1st few days.
Let me also mention the worse nurse in the world, Connie, who argued with me over poop pills ( saying she gave them to me that morning when it was 5pm and I was still NEEDING them), faked a imput and output card for me in front of myself and Randy, told me it was normal to push so hard you almost pass out and you give yourself a nose bleed when you have your 1st BM after a c-section ( it would have helped to have had the poop pill when I asked for it that morning at 8am) Then , when I'm crying and have a bloody nose and ask for something for the pain after I did go to the bathroom she told me no - that I took pain pills an hour ago and I should give them time to work. She also let 2 jugs of urine sit in my bathroom for 2 days ( I was in the middle of a 24 hour urine test when they did the c - section) after I kept asking her to take them out. I have much more, but I'll stop there.

On a scale of 1-10 - 10 being great - the hospital trip was a strong 2. I had bad nurses that were mean and ignored me, let me sit with a blow IV for over 12 hours ( when my pain was being controled by IV drugs) and gave me the one drug I'm alergic to that makes me puke THE NIGHT I HAD Faith.

I've cried over 30 times in 2 days.....no, I'm not kidding. I'm driving myself crazy. Our air went out last night ( after we just had it looked at 2 weeks ago) and I cried for an hour. Good thing it wasn't bad out today. We'll call someone tomorrow when it won't cost as much for them to look at it.

Now about Miss Faith. She's way too perfect. She had her 1st bath tonight and liked it. She's doing soooooo well you guys. Everyone is impressed. Her feedings are being increased everyday. Some days twice. She's holding her own temp and has been off the IV since yesterday. She's always alert when we hold her. I'm sooooo in love!
Grace made her a frog at a bulid a bear place yesterday. Fifi is her name. Fifi is 3 times bigger than Faith. Grace hasn't got to see her in person yet because shes to young to go into the NICU. I was showing her pictures last night and she saw me and the baby and said
" Thats my Mama"
We'll see how this goes.

My new form of birth control

And yes, it hurt WAY worse than it looked.

Friday, June 03, 2005

I'm back, Bitches!!!!

I can't tell you guys how much I love you all and thanks you for all your support. Things are going GREAT. Cynthia Faith is wonderful. She's not a sickly baby by any means - just little. She's had NO problems at all. She just needs to gain weight before she can come home.

It was a little sad coming home without her today, I've been crying off and on for the last 2 days. We had always kinda figured that it was going to happen this way - where I come home 1st. I'm glad to be home with Randy and Grace though. I've been missing them like crazy.

I have so much to tell you guys (and a ton to bitch about) and a lot of pictures to post, but it will have to wait until tomorrow, kids. I won't leave you hangin' for long - promise!

Annie out

P.S. In case you didn't know, Faith will go by her middle name just like Randy , Grace and I
Francine Ann ( Annie)
Barney Randolph ( Randy)
Maria Grace
Cynthia Faith


yeah, we're a bunch a freaks.