Hugs

Hi all,

So I could talk about our next steps with school but there is always time for that.  Sometimes other things come to mind and make me want to write.  Today....a sappy movie made me think about JB's beginnings!  Made me want to write.  Made me want to tell you about where this little guy started!

My husband and I were told that we may never be able to have kids.  That was my issue, thanks to endometriosis.  Endometriosis has since developed into adenomyosis (the cure being a hysterectomy and I am not quite ready to go there).  BUT, along came AP and 3 years later came JB.  Those two are special...we never thought they would be.

Pregnancy was not easy.  I went on three months of bed rest with my daughter and 2 months with JB.  Both times I had preeclampsia (dangerously high blood pressure).  But it was my pregnancy with JB that was the craziest.  20 weeks in, we were told he had Spina Bifida.  That started monthly ultrasounds and weekly stress tests.  The doctors all felt that he was doing well and decided that the readings were really about me versus baby.  Sure enough, they were right.  I ended up with preeclampsia and JB came 3 weeks early.

The night he was born, I had to go on anti-seizure medicine.  My blood pressure was so high.  I wasn't allowed any visitors and I could not even see JB.  That was tough, but the next morning I had my guy in my arms.  That day, they said he had a problem.  He was not urinating, so he went to another hospital that had a pediatric urologist.....I was not allowed to go as I was still dealing with blood pressure.  The ambulance drivers and nurses came to get my baby.  They put him in an incubator and off they went. It crushed me....CRUSHED ME!!!!!

I spent 5 days in the hospital and JB spent 6 at the other hospital.  Luckily, JB had positive news.  But my hubby was running between home and two hospitals.  Come to think about it, I guess that really was the start of his crazy schedule!  Poor guy!

Guess what?  After one week of silly business....I got to go home and I got to pick up my little guy.  The happiest day ever!  Since JB was diagnosed with autism, I think about the beginnings of his little life a lot.  This kid has been through so much since he was born....just so much.  I could get down...well, I do get down.  But JB always picks me right back up with his smile and adorable dimples.  And lately, it's all about...."Mama, come give me a hug!"  Who doesn't love a hug?

TTFN
Martha