Friday, April 11, 2008

Ramblings about Tater

I realize that I'm leaving some of you hanging about Tater. To be honest, I was a little leary about writing a lot about this pregnancy. I'm afraid that if I blog to much about it I will not only jinx myself, but maybe some people don't want to hear about it. Especially those that are new in their grief. And I know that it's my blog, and I can say what I want...but I can't see myself writing post after post about a baby that might not come home. And while I don't want to determine the fate of Tater at this time...let's be honest, it's right around the corner.

Last week I saw the Peri for my first cervical check. He admired the placement of the stitch, and the baby looked great. Although a little sleepy, if I may say so myself. His/Her heartrate was 154 and I have to say that it's been in the steady 150's which again leads me to believe that Tater is a girl. The boys were steady in the low 140's. Anyhow, my cervix measured 3.4 and I nearly fell out of the chair. I've NEVER had a cervix that long. In fact, that's almost the length of a normal person! I was stunned. My mom cried, and Derick and I feigned excitement. I know that we should be excited about's good news. But still so hard to believe.

Yesterday I saw my OB. He did another u/s to see the baby and give me some piece of mind. He won't measure my cervix because he can't give me as accurate a measurement as the Peri. And if he measures shorter for whatever reason, he doesn't want to give me any added stress. Anyhow, baby looked good still. Cervix was closed with no funneling. With Riley, I had almost completely funneled at this point. That should be better news, right? Wrong. Not for Derick and I. We are still convinced that in 2 or 3 week's we'll be headed to the hospital with our lives shattered for the third time.

Fortunately, I think...maybe...the OB doesn't want me to go back to work until 24 weeks. He said that if things continue to be stable he will release me sooner, but as of now I'm out for another 9 weeks. He doesn't want to take any chances, and I agree. But I still miss my friends at work and I'm lonely here at home.

Derick is released for regular work on Monday, but he doesn't have a job to go back to. So he's desperately trying to find something. Anything. He even spoke with his stepdad who ownes a Landscaping company and he's willing to pay Derick under the table until he finds something. At least it's work, but not nearly what he wants to do. I just called unemployment for him and the girl said that he should deffinately file for benefits so I'm going to urge him to do that when he gets home. But he's starting to feel the pressure, and there isn't anything I can do about it. I just can't believe that we went from what he was making last year to this. The job market here is so bad that most places won't pay more than $12/hour. Let me ask this, how in the HELL can you support your family on $12 or less per hour?? My job is good and stable, thankfully. I carry all of our insurance and handle all of our long term finances, but it's still not great. And to tell you the truth, as much as I love my job and the people there, when/if Tater comes I'm thinking of looking for something else. The bottom line is that people our age need to go where the money is. And if I can find something, anything, that pays more than what I'm making now...that's where I need to go. I have many good skills and I adapt well in different work environments. In fact I was even thinking of going back to school for drafting. I love Architecture (ok it's a freakish passion of mine), and I studied Architecture/Interior design in college. The thing that is holding me back, though, is that drafting/Architecture is a male dominated market. I could possibly be the only girl in the class, and from my experience before in school (and the reason I stopped going) is that the teachers don't want to teach women.

I spent my hour out of the house today at the Mall. But it wasn't like other trips. By the time I found a parking spot it was far away and by the time I got to the door I had to sit down and take a rest. By the time I got close to Motherhood Maternity, I had to sit on a bench and take a rest. I got two t-shirts there and then browsed around The Disney Store where I found nothing. On the way back to the car I passed Sadie's where they take those beautiful children's pictures. When Tater get's here, I'm going to get his/her first pictures there. I want a naked baby wrapped in a bow. In black and white, and the only thing in color is the bow.

Really, all I want out of this life is a naked baby wrapped in a bow. If all the baby does is cry, it will make everything that we've been through worth it.


Monica H said...

I so wish for a crying naked baby in a bow too. For you and for me :-)

It's good to hear from you and I'm glad you're doing so well. Your cervical length sounds wonderful. I look forward to more updates about you and whatever else you feel like blogging about.

I hope Derick finds a job he likes and that pays well. How is his hand/finger?

~JLL~ said...

To answer your question the doctor decided today that he will discharge me from the hosptial at 32 weeks and then take out my cerclage at 36 weeks.

How are you holding up? Seems as though everything is going well. Take care and God Bless

Anonymous said...

i want that for you too sweety