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Thursday, January 27, 2005

Mommy Stalker..

So, did I mention when I brought my little girl home almost 18 months ago that she only weighed a measly 4 pounds flat. Yeh, I was just reading another site and she had her new little baby boy on there..boy did it bring back the memories.

McKenna was born 7 weeks early by c-section weighing 3 pounds 4 ouces. What a crazy and depressing shitty thing it was when I got to leave the hospital and she didn't get to come home with me. What a shitty horrific time it was when I had to go to a NICU every single day for 21 days to visit her when the hospital was over and hour away.

I think I cried every one of those 21 days that I had to leave her there just waiting for her little tiny ass to gain weight so I could take her home. She never had to have a feeding tube or a breathing thingy or anything. We were very lucky, but when you have to leave that fucking hospital every damn day without your kid you don't feel very lucky.

Then..she came home. I had no clue what to do. I was a total and complete wreck the first month and seriously don't remember most of the 4 months I was home with her. It all seems like a blur to me now. That kind of scares me because she is only 17 months old now and if I have forgotton that easy what went on does that mean at this time next year I won't remember the things she is going through, doing now? And what about 16 years from now, will I wonder where the last 16 years have gone?

I will seriously be on of those moms who tries to get their kid to live with them till they are 30 and if she does leave I will call her 50 times a day and bug the shit out of her until she finally has to take me on the Dr. Phil show and tell me to step the fuck off.

A lady at work who has a son that is 23 told me that he moved out 2 years ago and she calls him EVERY single night to make sure he is home safe and getting ready for bed. I looked at her like she had lost every last single one of her fucking marbles and then thought to myself...hmmm..I could see myself doing that.

Just call me Mommy Stalker.


link | posted by Pissy Britches at Thursday, January 27, 2005

4 Comments:

Blogger Random and Odd commented at 6:16 PM~  

I call my mommy all the time. I still call her mommy. She can still ground me. I'm 32 years old.

Blogger Pissy Britches commented at 8:51 PM~  

I don't have a mommy so my daddy is my mommy/daddy.
I talk to him twice a week or so. God, I feel guilty for not calling him more. Well, maybe not..you don't know my dad. He is a bitch.

Blogger Tina commented at 6:35 PM~  

my son was 11 weeks early he was 1lb 15oz. He was in the hospital for 82 LONG days. I can totaly relate to everything you said. He is nine now and I can tell you it dose not get any better.

Blogger Pissy Britches commented at 7:56 PM~  

Does not get any better how? What do you mean? Don't leave me hanging girl...explain. I want her to be a baby forever!

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