Baby news

Yesterday I attempted to get out of my parking space which was covered in ice and snow. With no such luck, as I'm over 5 months pregnant I couldn't shovel my way out and I had already slipped on ice last week and nearly killed myself so taking another chance wasn't worth it if it would harm the baby. Anyway, I missed my ultrasound appointment AGAIN. I rescheduled it for next week, but since I couldn't wait any longer I decided at 4am to head over to Boston Medical Center and tell them I was having pains in my stomach. I know I shouldn't lie, but I wanted to know what I was having the suspense was killing me and come on a little white lie never hurt anyone. I showed up in full actors mode "I'm 22 weeks pregnant and I'm having pain in my lower abdomen" they immediately rushed me to get an ultrasound and then I said "is it a girl?" and the ultrasound person said "No, it's a boy!" I said "a boy? a boy?" and then I cried. I wanted a girl, but then I realized at that moment it didn't matter what I wanted it's my baby and I'm thrilled no matter what the sex is. Then he moved the monitor so I could see the baby and guess what happened? You got it, a panic attack. I couldn't breath, I was sweating and trying to take my damn shirt off, until he asked me to turn on my side and breathe deep slow breaths. I was mortified. Why is it every time I see the baby I hyperventilate? I feel bad, the baby had enough and decided the show was over and turned on his side and called it a day. I laughed I said to the ultrasound technician "that is definitely my son, he has no patience for nonsense". lol

When the tech was finished he said the baby looked healthy and fine and couldn't find any problems. I told him it was probably just gas. lol The dr wanted to see me next, so I told him I needed to use the restroom and I LEFT THE HOSPITAL. lol Hey, I got what I wanted. It's a boy. little Jayden.

Diamond, I know one thing you better stop calling my baby a Nigerian thief. lol I was laughing so hard when I read your last comment. You are a horrible auntie, you Dominican slut. lol Why is it that when I was sitting among the poor people of Boston in the ER I suddenly reached for my phone to call the head bitch to tell her we have a deal and to send me my fucking money pronto, so I can live right? I didn't, but it's getting harder and harder to fight the devil. I hope you had a safe trip to your mamas house.


Happy Holidays to everyone. Be safe and remember it's not about the gifts it's about spending time with the ones you love.