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i now have time to write on my journal.
i've had a lot of time on my hands lately. which probably isn't such a good thing. time on my hands can make me a real bitch, or so others say.
katelyn has a cold; if she could speak she'd probably say "my mommy is also my biatch." and if the meaning of life is to be someones bitch.. then i don't mind being her bitch.
i've been on an emotional rollercoaster since she was born.
despite labor being a very painful downgrading experience i did a good job.
i went into "active labor" the evening of the 17th. "false labor" began the 16th ... katelyn was born approximately18 hours after active labor began. active labor = hurts like a bitch. around 2 am i recieved a weird drug that made me pass out in less than 5 seconds.. by 6 am i said "fuck not taking pain medication" i bent over and took it like a man-- took the epidural that is.
i pushed for 17 mins and katelyns big ass only caused a 2 stitch trophy.
god and jeff as my witness i did not say more than "ouch" during labor. i did not curse the nurses.. although once katelyn was born i wanted to kill the nurse who got to feed and hold her while i layed beside them. the worst things about the whole ordeal must be:
1. the urinary catheter that once was taken out also took my bladder control.
2. the catheter sticking out of my back that administered the epi.
3. the fucking iv.
i have iv's.
well katie fell asleep on my arms.. gotta jet.
i've had a lot of time on my hands lately. which probably isn't such a good thing. time on my hands can make me a real bitch, or so others say.
katelyn has a cold; if she could speak she'd probably say "my mommy is also my biatch." and if the meaning of life is to be someones bitch.. then i don't mind being her bitch.
i've been on an emotional rollercoaster since she was born.
despite labor being a very painful downgrading experience i did a good job.
i went into "active labor" the evening of the 17th. "false labor" began the 16th ... katelyn was born approximately18 hours after active labor began. active labor = hurts like a bitch. around 2 am i recieved a weird drug that made me pass out in less than 5 seconds.. by 6 am i said "fuck not taking pain medication" i bent over and took it like a man-- took the epidural that is.
i pushed for 17 mins and katelyns big ass only caused a 2 stitch trophy.
god and jeff as my witness i did not say more than "ouch" during labor. i did not curse the nurses.. although once katelyn was born i wanted to kill the nurse who got to feed and hold her while i layed beside them. the worst things about the whole ordeal must be:
1. the urinary catheter that once was taken out also took my bladder control.
2. the catheter sticking out of my back that administered the epi.
3. the fucking iv.
i have iv's.
well katie fell asleep on my arms.. gotta jet.