As promised..Part 2 Another Child’s birth…

Now unlike ~J~ my oldest’s birth, Little Miss wasn’t that involved, I guess you could say on the day of her birth.

Tho, the night before I was up helping clean my whole apartment from top to bottom. About midnight or 1 am was when I finally decided I had enough and calmed down, I decided to take a shower and lay down. I didn’t think anything of the sort cause Little Miss wasn’t due for another 10 days.

By this time, my insomnia had kicked in and everyone in the house were fast asleep. Of course now I want to just relax and Little Miss is active as ever, thought she was going to jump out of my skin, it actually hurt after awhile. lol All of a sudden around 5 am I started to get a strange pain in my abdomen and I decided to sit up for a bit. After about 5-10 minutes I just couldn’t take the pain anymore and as much as I hated to wake anyone up I had this strange feeling that she was coming. Rather than wait too long, I woke everyone up in the house and we were off to the hospital. Not before I had a conversation with ~J~ when I woke her up and I said to her “Honey, its time to go to the hospital” and she’s actually said to me, no joke…”why?” Really???, Oh I don’t know, For fun!!! lol…shortly after she realized what she had said and we all got a chuckle..lol..

So off to the hospital we all went, but it was also the day ~J~’s school were giving out school supplies to needy families!! Yep, that is definitely us, well they waited for the time to pass before they were off to the school and I waited for..well time to dialate..lol…it was slow going. So when it turned 8 am they decided to head to the school and the nurse asked if I wanted to walk the halls because she said it would help dilate quicker. I said sure and off I was, needless to say, I didn’t know how much pain was to come from the contractions. With my back pain and the contraction, its like a double whammy!!!!

Several hours later, Little Miss embraced us and the world. However, she did have a slight breathing problem so the nurses kept for a bit till she was better but ~J~ got extremely worried, just like a big sister would. So the nurses were great, they took her into the nic-u and let her see her and feed her first. It was so sweet and heartwarming. ~J~ was on top of the world and I was the proudest mom ever.

Shortly after that they brought me Little Miss for the first time since I had her and it was the very first time I was able to see her. I was able to hold her in my arms and I started to cry cause it brought back so many memories of when I had ~J~ and when I was so young. After 13 years you never loose your touch, in fact I think it was a blessing to have the girls so far apart in age. I so believe that god had a plan for me and that was to have my girls this way. I think it gave me more of an appreciation for them both in different ways. It gives me a way to love them in their own special ways and I think that is so special that not many people get to experience in their lifetime.

I am the youngest in my family with an older brother who is 9 years older and its actually kind of cool to see how ~J~ interacts with her sister and I think back to when I was her age and how me and my brother were and I see so many things the same. Its funny because Little Miss is doing some of the same things I did when I was a baby (shake the crib bars like a gorilla) lol and I also see ~J~ doing some of the things with her girlfriends that I did with my best friend when I was her age.

My question to anyone who reads this is, is it possible being that your kids carry your genes and all, but is it possible that they actually do and act the same exact way you did as a baby and young child?? Any comments are appreciated!!!

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Daily Prompt: Comfort Zone

Daily Prompt: Comfort Zone.

Well, I used to be very very routine because I was on a schedule. I worked everyday all day long and had to because I was a single mom. Not saying I am not a single mom now but this is a different time now. Now I am on disability and I don’t work. I miss working to tell you the truth. Why, you are probably wondering…well, several reasons but mostly because I had a schedule. I try my hardest now to keep a schedule and I fail miserably now for. I am still a single mom but now I struggle every day to keep some kind of order in my home.

That’s why I am glad I am going to be starting school in the fall, so that maybe soon I can get some kind of order back in my home. It sounds sad but if that’s the only way to get order so be it!!!

As Promised!! Day 1~~ Child’s Birth Part ..Interesting!!!

Well as promised, Here is the start to my promise. Here’s my first post and this is actually going to be a two part ,one because of the nature of the post. It just wouldn’t be fair to post about one and leave my other child out!!

Since, I have two girls I feel its only right to make this a two part post and two days of posts. So starting out with my oldest who is now 13 years old.

We, well me and my daughter’s father, were at my best friends house off and on for the week, which was an hour from where we were living at the time. I am no longer with him but we are still friends for the sake of her. However, the boys were playing video games all night while us girls went to bed. I woke up several times, thinking I had to pee, when after the 4th time I realized in fact it was my water starting to go. It was then that my heart started to beat fast, so I went to the basement where the boys were wrapping up the game. I notice it was also 5 am and felt nervous, for some reason and told him it was time that we had to go to the hospital. 

So, I sat down and told him and he got all excited and we soon left and called his mom and dad who wanted to be in the delivery room and were just waiting for the call from us. Jokingly, my brother had told me that weekend because that in fact was my due date, Sunday. He had just finished telling saying to me that “You better not go into Labor on Sunday because this is the first time in months that I get to go gambling!” Gee thanks..I thought!! Well, looks like J had plans of her own that day!!!!

We had to make a pit stop at the house before we went to the hospital because I was thinking before hand, “I’ll have plenty of time when we come back on Sunday  no problem.” I guess I never took it serious enough! So after we rushed on the road to get to the house, I was was frantically running around the apartment with a towel between my legs because of my water leaking just throwing random things in a bag instead of having a well packing bag to go the hospital like I should have. Silly me or stupid me, you decide!! Either way I must have looked rather funny cause her dad was laughing his butt off at me instead of helping me, nice huh!! 

Now the interesting part begins!!!

We leave the Apartment and we are on our way to the hospital and its almost 7 am by this time and my contractions still really aren’t bad yet, nothing to get worried about and my water isn’t leaking bad either considering it has been 2 hours by now and the street lights are about the shut off. WE are at a stop light and there is a cop behind us, no big deal so we think, right?? We start to go and and before we know it we are getting pulled over!! 

In my opinion, I guess he must have thought it was his turn to play god because he was playing the part alright! For 45 minutes he went back and forth for various reason and in the end to tell us that our tickets would be in the mail. It went from a ticket for not having our lights on, really the street lights about shut off. Then it was a loud exhaust and then just my ex had a bad attitude..well..duh!!! wouldn’t you if your first born is about to be born and you would rather it not be on a side road in the middle of Milwaukee?? 

Finally, like I said after 45 minutes he sent us on our way, but not before letting us know that our 3 tickets would be in the mail. No good luck, have a nice day, nothing but “Your tickets will be in mail.” 

In the end, our now 13 year bundle of attitude was born at 7:34 pm weighing in at 7 lbs  7 ounces  21 inches long. Sure enough when I got home from the hospital and checked my mail there they were!!!

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Call me weird or whatever you may but I still to this day have those tickets stored away in a section of her baby book ready to explain to her what happen the day she was born!!!

My promise if you will?!?

Hmm… Sounds strange right?? well here what I mean but I need more help…I’ve been thinking okay so it was a quick thought and it got my thinking more and well more.. but I need help from my fans rather I don’t like to call you my fans….I want to call you my friends….calling you my friends because you came and starting following my blog spend your time with me reading what I write. So from now on your my friends.

So that is why your my friends…So that is why I decided to come up with this I am going to do this..I want to try something for the next month and if your willing to do something for me!!! So I need something more for from you if you would help me!!!

So are you ready!!!! This is my promise to you if your willing to help me….I wanna see if this works for the first month and if it works Ill continue with again…I will continually blog for the next month if you all will check out my other website and pass the word along….http:nevercryoverspilledmilk.com  Now, please they say it takes a person to change a certain a certain action by doing something over a period of 30 days so come on if I am doing my end I promise to do mine will you do yours? I am taking a calendar and scheduling the next 30 days with different things to write about. This is taking a lot of organization skills and time out of my life to do. Please help me out and check back from time to time. Also, tell others about my blog too. This is taking a lot of time and I am not sure if you know but I do suffer from anxiety too so this does affect it and I mean that by that meaning that I am not good with planning things but I am willing to dedicate my self to make things better. I want this to flourish and do better and this how I have to go about to make this take off, but I need your help so come on and help me out.

Also, Check out my biggest accomplishment of all…I am so proud of it…My website….http://nevercryoverspilledmilk.com  stop in…leave me a comment or two…check back whenever.. there are lots of things going on everyday.. I have things planned out everyday and I will make a post later on what those are so you can pick a day to stop in a check it out. I am also trying to get new things going there and here as I would love to get a few product review going as I did one awhile back about Air Wick Limited Edition Candle, I bought the candle. I would like in the future to do more of them from companies.  I would like to also have some guest bloggers in the future to spice up my blogs.

To spice up my blogs I found a great website for images and its free, http://www.kozzi.com/ However, you can pay for their plans, I am not sure why you would as it is free for their images. they offer clip art and photos. It is an awesome website, one of the best I have found so far but that is only my opinion.

I also started to have weekly featured bloggers, currently I am on Week 5, so come and check it out.

Like I said I have some other things planned out. This blog is currently for The Daily Prompt and other posts and my other website is where I have things planned for each day of the week. Its a lot of fun and I hope you check it out.

If you have any ideas on what you would like to see on my blog that I could do, suggestions are appreciated and much accepted!!! Let me know, I wont shoot any idea down, I’ll take all suggestions into consideration!!! If you would like to be a guest blogger on this blog or my other website, please shoot me an email at nevercryoverspilledmilk@gmail.com It would definitely get my blogs going!!!

Like I said, I promise to do my part if you all will!!!!

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Daily Prompt: Ghostwriter

Daily Prompt: Ghostwriter.

Unfortunately I am not a reader…what does that mean?? I am not up with to date with name of authors.. Sorry Folks!! I wish I could rattle off names of famous authors like I read other bloggers name off these famous authors left and right but lets get serious. I am just not into reading books. I actually have a book sitting right next to my bed side currently and for the life of me I can not get myself to sit down and read it. Maybe its my learning problem or whatever but I would love to sit down with a glass of wine and knock out a book or two like my oldest does or even my brother does. But for some reason my interest does not span far enough to make or allow me do it. Maybe as I get older things will change. Does anyone have any suggestions on good authors?? Cause let me tell ya..My life..Definately worth a good writing time…trust me…lol

Daily Prompt: Erasure

Daily Prompt: Erasure.

Well, as a matter of fact there are two times I would like to erase from my life and those were when I had some issues with the law due to my mental state. Now before you start getting all wierded out. If weirded out is a word or not, I am not sure but for this purpose it is going to be..lol.. Back in 2009 I was having a rough time, I had just been evicted and it was just my oldest and myself and we had put majority of our whole life into storage and I was faced with the realization of not knowing where or what I was doing. I felt like I had failed as a parent, tho it wasn’t my fault completely. I had left my trust in an ex-boyfriend because we were still friends and he promised because I wasn’t able work due to my back(this was before my 1st surgery) and he completely lied and failed me. So I was at the stage of not knowing where I was going to live and had no vehicle at that particular moment until I went and had to beg my father for help. I had to give in and my last resort was my father knowing there would be a lecture, so I sucked it up and was ready for it. Fast forward, a friend came to my rescue and found me a place to live. At this time I didn’t know I was bipolar and ended up having a manic episode and got into some trouble. I don’t care to go into detail but I owned up to my mistakes and shortly after found a doctor and was diagnosed with bipolar.

Now, Fast forward again to Feb 2012, right before my 2nd surgery I had another manic episode and figured out that I wasn’t on the correct medication and was stressed out and blacked out per say and got into trouble again. Now this time they weren’t as nice but it could have been worse. I have since then figured out my pattern of manic episodes, got on the correct medications and doses and truly learned my lesson and owned up to my mistakes.

If I could erase those moments from my life I so badly would because they haunt me everyday of my life. It was not me who did those things or the way I was raised and I know what I did was wrong but when someone with a mental illness has bipolar like I do, especially when they not properly treated and several things stacked against them, they don’t realize what they are doing and to control urges like a normal person is mearly impossible. I have learned to live and accept what I did in the past and if people cant accept what I did well, all I can say is oh well cause then you don’t understand that it wasn’t the real me doing those things. If you can understand that point.

Daily Prompt: Fantasy….. a fun and harmless fiction, or a pointless justification for lying to children?

Daily Prompt: Fantasy.

 

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This was from a couple days ago but I wanted to get this into my blog because this is a prompt that is actually a true thing in my life. Ok, so Ill explain!! When I was a little child I remember going to my Grandmothers house every Christmas eve and having all my family there including relatives we only saw but once a year, a gorgeous tree decorated by my grandma with a train that was in the family for years and the joy in everyone face as you would walk thru the door. The most important thing about that night tho was the family tradition we started when my brother (who was the oldest) was just a tiny thing and it followed thru to the rest of the kids in the family, all the way to when my daughter was 6 -7 and now the rest of my family carries the tradition on because my grandmother has since past on and my daughter has figured out the big family secret. Getting back to those nights, after we all would finish dinner and it would be dark enough, my father in his own chair would announce to us kids that he believed he thought he heard Santa and the reindeer might be in the area!!! All us kids would run up stairs and go from bedroom to bedroom to bathroom, my dad would frequently yell to us, “Can we see Rudolph’s red nose?” and so on and so forth!! All of a sudden my dad would yell…Hey kids…I think I hear something, ya better come down and see if you can see him, so we would race down to see if one of us could get a look and he would pop up in the picture window for all of us to see him!! We would scream and someone would run to the door to open it for him… There was always a chair set out for him and my dad always had the same thing planned to say to Santa, “So hows the weather and hows Rudolph doing. Would ya like a drink or have ya had a little too much eggnog at the different houses??” Santa would HO-HO-HO then sit down with his big red bag in hand. We all would eagerly sit as close as we could to him waiting for him to pick just us to help him hand out gifts and be his special one!!! I always wondered as I got older and teased at school why someone at that particular time had to go and get ice, but my will to believe in Santa was stronger and I didn’t care what people at school said. In my eyes he was real and that was all that mattered. I am not sure exactly how old, maybe 11 or 12 when I finally gave in a figured out that Santa wasn’t real anymore but then it was even more fun because I knew something that I felt made me cool, I was just like the adults. Since it was my brother and me at that time who knew the truth and I had cousins younger than me who still believed in Santa, it was now my responsibility to play along for the other kids. I was in heaven…lol…I still didn’t know all the ins and outs about it but that was okay, in my eyes it was still special to see the younger ones believe in him. I can still remember my best friend at that time saying to me when we were kids, Santa isn’t real, its just one of your family members dressing up and playing the part. I remember saying to her and sternly saying it almost swearing to it, “shut up, you don’t know what you are talking about. Everyone in my family is there, no one is dressed up as Santa and So and so is getting ice at the store. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” I sit back and just smile to myself about it and how serious that 11 year old girl was standing in my friends living room with my hand on my hip waving my finger at her..lol.. The things you remember from your childhood. Yet I cant remember something 3 days ago, but I remember that almost 20 years ago. Funny how the mind works.

When I became pregnant with my daughter there were no more kids left to do the Santa tradition anymore, so my grandma had made a comment about how she was actually gonna miss going thru the whole production and all, she was in her 80’s at that time and a full blooded German lady…Bless her heart, tho cranky at times. I remember telling her that just think you wont have to worry about the family tradition going down the tubes anymore and she said, “Well, Why? I went on to tell her she was about to get her very first Great Grand well I knew it was going to be a girl, we just had to wait til she was born and I told her the best part, was that ~J~ would be born in time for Christmas so there wouldn’t be a year in over 20 years straight that would be missed. I was right, J, was born 2 weeks before Christmas and while J didn’t understand what was going on, we still kept up with Tradition. We also had the family tradition each year at Easter that my Uncle would go and hide so many plastic eggs for us kids and then each year as we got older he would reduce one egg until we hit 16 and then we couldn’t find anymore eggs. Well, the problem when we were kids was that The Easter Bunny would occasionally forgot at that moment where he hid who’s egg and where so often times it took us hours to find all of our eggs. Tho he never did learn until my Grandmother had passed on and he moved to a new house that he was to write down where he hid the eggs. Well, by that time he was only hiding eggs for one person and much fewer eggs. Tho it was always a lot of family fun and those are the memories you never forget and treasure always. We just tease him always as Easter rounds if he wants to do an Easter egg hunt and if he wants to remember it purely by memory or not. To his luck he hasn’t had to do a hunt in several years…lol

 

 

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With That being said!!! In my family, I think it is a fun and harmless fiction…A harmless fib If you will!!! I don’t believe it is a pointless justification for lying to your children because in my family we have several family traditions that we hold dear to our hearts and have been going on for decades.

My oldest daughter ~J~ has already figured out that Santa, The Easter bunny and The Tooth Fairy don’t exist and I feel I was a good mom because it took her til she was almost 12 to figure it out, meaning I did a good job allowing her to stay a kid for that much longer. These days of cell phones, computers, and whatnot kids are not staying children as long as we did anymore. So if I am able to create something that allows my child to stay a child for a few years longer…Your right I am going to do whatever I can to keep her my baby(with in reason). I mean really what harm did it cause, her to receive a few more presents, a couple more dollars, Family memories to treasure and valued time no one can bring back?

Now she is super excited!!! She gets to be the big girl when it comes to her sister, she gets to hold the secrets to the all mighty Santa Clause, The Easter Bunny and when the time comes…Mom is definantly going to let her big one to hand out the money as the Tooth Fairy!!! She doesn’t know that yet but hey a mom has to keep some secret right?? lol…hehe

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