Another year has just about passed. What a year it was too,
...we started out living at my mom's, our vision of saving money with no house payment quickly turned into being more of a problem due to the fuel bill exceeding our limits. In January I began the process of becoming a surrogate for some friends that wanted a baby. After alot of med's and injections and many sick days implantation took place at the tail end of February. Come March a positive pregnancy blood test came and the journey continued. We decided to move back to Corpus and be closer to everything again so that our fuel bill wouldn't be a burden. So we rented an apartment while a friend rented our house, spending April and part of May there. By mid May we were back in our home and the pregnancy was truckin along. Mark turned "30" and we celebrated with a party at the lake with wonderful friends and family. My mom presented Mark with a trip voucher for Vegas ! Kylie finished up her year in Kindergarten and summer was upon us. We purchased a pool for our backyard where we'd spend all of our outside time and let me tell you, it was the best investment. Kylie turned "6"and we had a pool party at our house. July was just plain hot ! Kylie made company at her dance studio and I was the proudest momma ! We got Maverick all signed up for Pre K 3 at St. Anthony's Catholic school. All the kids supplies and clothes were purchased and packed up for school. Maverick started early August and Kylie 3 weeks later. An over night stay in the hospital happend in August for me for a bladder infection and contractions. When that was done and over with September 9 would change everything. I noticed my feet were way too swollen prompting me to take my bp. It was too high and a call into my dr.'s nurse would send me to the hospital with PIH (pregnancy induced hypertension), which could be deadly. My prescription was a hospital stay till delivery. I was overwhelmed and depression quickly set in at the fact I was in the hospital away from my family and couldn't do a thing about it. Luckily I had a great group of family & friends that would spoil me to keep my spirits up and I am ever so thankful for this. Back at home my family pulled together to keep my kids and hubby from going insane. My Mom moved in to my house and took care of the kids getting them to school and other functions. Maverick had many t-ball games in which I was not present at, which did'nt help my depression. Day after day I heard the same thing from the dr's, "pressures look better but you're stuck here", gee thanks doc ! I think I saw every dr in the practice and every nurse that worked on the floor I was in. I made friends with some of the nurses, ,they'd come in to just chit chat. Back at home things were running well, kids were busy with school and activities, My hubby had a new persepective on my "job" as mommy. My poor son had dr's appt's and blood tests run, and I couldn't be there for this but Mark was. Kylie was sick and I couldn't be there to help her either. I am ever so thankful for those that cared so much about me during this time to help out and keep things running smoothly. My Grandma picked up Maverick from school, one of my best friends picked up Kylie from school and got her to dance practice, my hubby & my mom filled my role, my sister helped when she was needed. I had many visits from many friends at the hospital who brought me food and came to keep me company when they could. To all of you who helped me out during this time, I THANK YOU SINCERELY ! I had many firsts and was spoiled while I stayed in the hospital, I guess it kept me some what sane. October 7 a dr came in and after having some high readings during the night before, she assured me I was still ok. Before she left my room she said this "get your pressure up there so I can deliver you today", & then This day would be the weirdest day thus far in the hospital. At 7am when the day nurses make their first rounds I was surprised to see a good friend that is a nurse in L&D, had been pulled to work Antipartum that day, which she literally never gets put on (& she was assigned to me). I was feeling ok and so excited as that day I was getting my hair done. Someone was coming to me to do my hair in the hospital, I had friends coming to have lunch with me and I had a great friend as my nurse. I couldn't ask for more. Well around 11:30 my friends arrived with food and tons of laughs over memories. During this time I felt relaxed & happy, however my blood pressure would tell different. The CNA came in and took my vitals. My bp was pretty high and she looked at me as if she were scared to see this reading. I told her to go tell the nurse because from my experience here the CNA's would discard a high reading and re-read it. Well being that one of my friends in there was a nurse as well, she decided I guess it was best to not lie this time. The CNA reported my bp to the dr and my nurse and blood work was ordered. Not too much longer I was being told things were off & not looking too good. The dr wanted to monitor me. Well my hair lady had just got there and there were no beds in L&D so I had to wait. My bp was taken again and it was higher than the first reading so as soon as my hair was done I had to go straight to L&D to be put on a monitor. I called the babys mother and told her what was happening so she could get up to the hospital just in case. 10 minutes before my hair was done I started feeling very bad and then was taken straight to the labor floor for monitoring. By this time I'd started getting dizzy, shaking and I was not feeling well at all. I was put on the fetal monitor to check baby, he was doing just fine, my bp was all over the place and the dr that just came on duty was my dr ! I was put on Magnesium Sulfate which would protect my brain from any seizures that could occur due to the high bp. By 6:15pm a c-section had been agreed on, only because I couldn't see staying on the magnesium sulfate for possibly 20 + hours in labor. A c-section was scheduled for 8 pm. I was then prepped and whisked off to the OR. In that time of being prepared my hubby, mom, sister, best friend had arrived to support me and be there when I came out of surgery. Once in the OR a spinal was administered and I was ready for surgery. I remember being very relaxed and that's about it. Then baby was born at 34 weeks 1 day, whisked away to the NICU. It was me and my dr and the room of nurses, surge techs, anesteologist and the pregnancy was over, my bp came down immediately and I was just Callie again. The Dr stiched me up and I was taken to post op for a lil recovery. I was so glad to see that I had people there for me after this. After about an hour I was taken into another room for the night for observation and once again I was alone, in a room. My focus now was to feel better so I could go home where I was needed and wanted again. I'd done my job and it was over. After the night of pain and on and off again sleep I was put in a room in post partum. 24 hours after my c-section I was surprised with a birthday party as my "30th" was just a day away. My mom, sister, kids, husband and a good friend had shown up to celebrate my birthday. I was excited about this. That next day was my birthday ! I was given the option of staying or going home that day. At first I think I was scared to go home but after about an hour I decided I had to get out of that place. I asked to see the baby in the NICU cause I needed to just see him, I hadn't seen him yet. He was so tiny and hooked up to tubes and monitors. A couple of hours later my husband came up & I was going home after a full month of being in the hospital. Things were so different as we drove home where another birthday party was waiting for me. Friends that gave me support through this process were there along with my mom, sister and my beautiful kids. The next couple of weeks were not the best. I found myself alone again and this time a nurse didn't check up on me every few hours, I was literally alone until my family came home. I have to say this round of post partum depression was the worst. I had my follow up appt with my dr after 2 weeks and at 4 weeks went back to work and normalcy. I had to throw myself back into life before the depression completely took over me. Maverick turned "4" and we took him for pizza and go kart racing the weekend before his birthday. The day of we had a lil get together at home and he opened presents. Thanksgiving was wonderful, spent with family and no drama. We found out that we will have another lil baby in the family come May, as our cousins' are expecting thier first. Both kids have done so well in school this semester. Kylie has excelled in dancing and Maverick had a fun time with t-ball. We are now 4 days till Christmas and so ready. New years will be spent with wonderful friends in Magnolia, Texas, once again. This year was definitely a whirlwind of emotions and I'm just glad to be back to normal and back to my family. 2012 will be better than 2011 for sure !
Life as I know it is....full of amazing people and miracles to be thankful for
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