Skateboards are the devil

Chris is 12, and is pretty much a tomboy. Yesterday the little phsycopath headed out to the skatepark just five minutes away from our house. I get a call an hour later she’s hurt herself. We show up and the ambulance is already there and she’s arguing with the paramedics. “I dont think my parents will appreciate the fact that I just left to the hospital without them. Besides they’ll take me.” This kid i swear she was more concerned we’d wonder where the hell she was if we showed up and she wasnt there. Lol, that’s why they have emergency contacts, but despite her pain she wanted us to take her. So Anthony lifted her up, btw she’s not six anymore and she isnt thirty pounds lol. She’s tall and skinny but mainly muscle. He put her in his truck and we race to the hospital where this bitch-sorry this charge nurse proceeds to make us wait, first off. My baby is in pain, she’s cringing but its only because she doesnt cry in front of people.

She’s always been one to try and walk injuries off, but her leg looked fucking awful. I told the nurse “Listen lady she might look older but she’s just a 12 she’s a baby, and if you take one more junkie or alcoholic douche bag back there before my child I’m going to demand to talk to someone higher up. Cause her leg is gross and disgusting under that Ice pack.
” Chris of course tells me to calm down, but she was starting to shake it was so awful, i held back telling her next time let the ambulance do their jobs. She didnt need to hear it but I was nervous and anxious for her. And in full protection mode. Her dad, held her hand and being a skateboarder himself he tried to get her to refocus on something else. He’s had a lot of injuries as a kid and still has the scars. I was swearing to burn the damn skateboard but he said getting back on was best….over my dead freakin body. Finally they got us a room where these idiots fumbled with an IV, being a phlybotomist I know stupid iv techs when i meet them. But Chris said i was making them nervous. Well first off you were gloves for your protection and the protection of your patient this idiot tore off a finger of his glove after sterilizing the area. I dont know where his hands had been, or if he’d washed them. So of course I told him to wash his damn hands and were his gloves. Another nurse came in and put the iv in. They gave chris pain meds and I asked nicely they not push it too hard. I’ve been in the hospital enough to know the awful sinking feeling you get when they push the pain meds too hard, that and it blows a vein at least on me. Chris is shaking her head, telling the nurse it’s fine but her legs burning. Her dad at this point is petting her head and holding her hand. This is how we work, he’s the calm cool headed type where as i m shit in any emergency situation.

Chris broke the leg, a clean break right under her knee and fractured her ankle, but thank god no surgery just a cast. One in which we are going to write inappropriate things on.

my poor baby. She kept apologizing for having to be at the hospital and for us having to be up so late. I dont know where she gets this politeness…it’s not from me or Anthony we are blunt assholes. I want to burn the skateboard i just dont know where it went. Either they are hiding it or we left it at the skatepark. It’s wrong of me not to want her to get back on, she’s been skateboarding a while now it’s not really fair I know. but dammit i’m the mother and i dont have to be rational. lol. happy tuesday friends.

lilleebee said: Congratulations on the new baby. Can’t wait to see what your going to have

Thanks! i hope it’s a boy! i can’t wait!!!!

Then vs NOW

When I was pregnant with Chris I was in school and I had no idea what was in store for me. The Doctor was rude and judgmental.

Now I have an excellent Doctor and a great job. I’m not working at Pizzahut I’m working in a lab, I have excellent insurance as does my husband.

I feel confident and excited. Before I was worried and nervous. My Chris was this little person that i had made on accident.

Antibiotics folks…strikes again.

When I first met Chris her brown eyes were almost black, and she looked at me, really looked at me with her little mouth forming an O, and i felt like god on the seventh day looking down on creation. And I’m sure God as you see him/her or not at all would have said exactly what i did.

“oh shit! What now?”

The nurse gave me a weird look but Chris just continued to squint and stare at me. I’m pretty sure she had the same words spinning through her head. We’ve been a team ever since.

Now, I’ll know what to do kind of. I guess. It’s been so long since I’ve played house or changed a diaper. Chris promised me that we are still a team, and we can do this. Except I assured her this time I wasnt alone. I have a stronger support system than ever. Not only are my friends older and in positions to give me baby clothes and mother advice but they have money. They arent highschoolers offering to baby sit. They are married and working in great jobs and are offering to throw baby showers and buy cribs. Not that we need it, my husband keeps us comfortable but it’s amazing what 12 years does for us.

I dont feel alone, I have a partner and Chris. Chris and I were alone and then anthony came along and we were this instant family. I cant imagine not having him to lean on. He made so much possible, he took on the extra responsibilities of someone elses child. He’s never treated her like less than his own. He loves her but he never got to see her as a baby. Now it’s our chance to raise a child from the ground up. It’s this whole new adventure and it’s brought us all closer. Well Chris did need to be told by anthony he wouldnt love the baby more than her. She feels like he would because the baby would be his. But he told Chris that she was his too. Besides baby’s cant golf or play basketball or Halo with him. So she wins by default. lol. he does have a way of putting things. I’m super excited for this new adventure we are going to be setting off on. A baby! a baby! And i hope the baby has his eyes because I love his eyes.