Baby boy is healthy! He is now 9.05 lbs and 22 inches. His circumcision healed perfectly (o-he's gonna hate me for broadcasting that shit one day) but he has blood vessels that won't close in his belly button-so we have to use a topical steriod on that. He's two weeks old today!

I am still nauseated all the time-but I work thru it. I have this bruise that doesn't hurt-but wont go away. headaches, cramps, chills, and night sweats-not to mention exaustion and engorgement-but hey-still worth it.
Trin is practically potty trained. She hasn't had an accident in days and only wears diapers at night-and even then does not pee in them. We started when she was 18 months and here we are 11 months later-it took a while but we did it. Thank you to titi jenny for her first potty seat-so many months ago.

And I just have to share that I pumped a new personal best last night-13 ounces!!!!!! Dayum!!!!!! I know, I know-hold your applause.
lol.

queasiness

I'm in bad shape. Which puts me in an even worse mood. I am suffering from postpartum nausea. It's extremely rare. And not much is known about it-what causes it-or how to treat it. It pretty much is exclusive to breast-feeding mothers.
Most women affected by it, like me, experienced little or no "morning" sickness during the pregnancy.
I feel horrible. I'm starving-but I don't want to eat. I've tried emetrol, sea-bands, ginger......
I have a horrible headache from the dehydration-and my milk supply is suffering severely. I don't know what to do.
So if I don't return your phone calls or texts-please understand why. I'm just not up to anything right now. I'm not sleeping-cuz of the whole newborn(and active toddler) thing-and now I'm not really eating either. I'm just in a fucked up place.

quickie update

Well-I don't have time to type out the full birth story right now-but fashizzle I will have to share all the gory details at some point in the future.
My son, Verlander Thompkins III was born Wednesday, February 7, 2007 at 2:39 am. He weighed 9.2 lbs and was 21.5 inches long. I had a vaginal delivery with a walking epidural. And if they hadn't put him on my belly and let me look at him before the cord that connected us was even cut-I would be so sure that he was mixed up with another baby. Light brown hair, extremely fair skin, and greeney/bluey eyes.....he's the spitting image of his father. He is absolutely gorgeous and was worth every agonzing second of the wait.

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You Passed 8th Grade Spanish

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In 1985 (the year you were born)

Ronald Reagan is president of the US Live Aid, a 17 hour rock concert broadcasts worldwide from London and Philadelphia, raising $70 million for starving Africans An 8.1 magnitude earthquake hits Mexico City and results in about 25,000 deaths Vocano "Nevada del Ruiz" erupts near Bogota, Columbia causing mud slides that bury two towns American Jew Jonathan Pollard is arrested for giving military secrets to Israel Mikhail Gorbachev becomes Soviet leader New Coke is released on the 99th anniversary of Coca-Cola The GNU Manifesto first written by Richard Stallman Kansas City Royals win the World series San Francisco 49ers win Superbowl XIX Edmonton Oilers win the Stanley Cup Back to the Future is the top grossing film Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis is published David Lee Roth leaves Van Halen to begin a solo career "Careless Whisper" by Wham! spends the most time at the top of the US charts Elmo is introduced on Sesame Street The Golden Girls and Growing Pains premiere

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i'm lookin at the slide show of trin on my page and she's in my lap rockin out to the kick-ass soundz i got on my page.....and she's watching the slideshow....and she pauses in her singing and bobbing to music to say "WOW! MOMMY-THAT BABY IS SO CUTE!"
and so now i'm just sitting here.
just, like, stunned and shit. i got caught in this moment. i'm like rubbing my face and fighting back tears. and...i don't really know how to express everything that i'm feeling....i mean it was such a precious moment....and at the same time i'm sitting here looking at all her old baby pix in slideshow format....and i just can't believe that my first baby has come to the point where she can just.....SAY things like that. i think that's what shocked me that most. i'm watching this little baby on the screen-and in my head that same little baby is sitting on my lap-but she's not a little baby-little babies don't form complex opinions about things they are exposed to AND THEN express those opinions in unsolicited, complete and articulate sentences. My daughter is growing up.........
why the hell is this happening?

i wouldn't mind being happy

i can't stop crying. i just can't. i'm hysterical over everything. i've been crying since last night. i cried myself to sleep. i've been crying since i woke up. i have been litterally sobbing for the last 58 minutes. i didn't want to get out of bed. if not for trins persistence-i might not have. i want to feel batter. i want to feel okay. i want to feel like myself and i want to look at things happily and i want to want to want to dothings and i can't and the fact that i can't just makes me cry harder. i want help. and the fact that i want help makes me cry. b/c ihate help. i can't....i just can't breathe. and maybe it's true, maybe being in constant unending pain can makea person crazy-b/c that that is how i feel-absolutely bonkers. i do not feel like myself. i feel totally alien. and i don't know how tofix it. i only know how to pretend i feel ok. i'm a pro at that. it was what i did my entire adolescent career. but you can't pretend everything is fine if you can't stopcrying and i can't stop crying. what the hell am i supposed todo? and i don't actually want advice. if you actually leave me some "take a walk, drink some herbal tea, think positive thoughts, and pray it's just the hormones it'll be over soon think of the baby" shitty ass advice i'll probly makeyour ears bleed right about now. if it were thatsimple i'd feel better. but i don't. i feel awful. i don't want to do anything. i don'twant to move. cleaning helps me feel better-but only temporarily. eating helps me feel better-but once i start it's difficult to stop and i don'tlike that at all. i am so tired. and i am so tired of never feeling rested. i am tired of waddling,and limping, and wincing and biting down on screams. i am tired of worrying and trying to find SOME way to make our finances work when i'm NOT working-b/c there is no way. and once i stop-we're screwed. i'mtiredofworries period. andi'm tired of the damn spacebar missing.
andfuck northwestern. i'm never dealingwith their asses again. i could die-just keel over and die waiting for them to see me. i'm supposed to be seen every week now. do you know the last time i had an appointment? DECEMBER 18th, that is the last time i was seen. they can never "fit me in" i am in terrible, constant pain. i can't stop crying. and they have already determined i have an infection-which they won't treat until they see me-but how the hell can they see me if i can never get an appointment? i hate them. and i hatethe stupid bitch "kiera"that hung up on me twice this morning-if she's gonnabe such a bitch she shouldn't be working with people and even tho i was finally able to yell, guilt, and cry my way into an appointment today at 2-i don't even want to go-cuz i'm SICK of them and i don't want to leave the house-and it's cold outside-and the chicago bus is mad niggerish-and i can't go outside if i can't STOP crying.
i dont know what the point was.
what the fuck ever.