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| From the beginning... |
Okay, so I have been reading this book series by the author J.A. Jance and her main character keeps a blog. She gets all these great friends that she doesn't really know, but they are always there for her when she needs them. It really made me want to start a blog, in hopes that, that actually happens. I have tried keeping blogs before, but without much success, I am hoping I can manage this one a little better. Right now is a time I need some good friends to talk to more then ever, my 2 year old and I both have that yucky swine flu that is going around, plus he has got pneumonia. I am about 3 months pregnant with my second baby and my boyfriend, the baby's father, is going to be going to jail for 6-8 months on the 12th. But let me start from the beginning.
My name is Kelsey, I am 19 years old. I have a son that is almost 2, that I got pregnant with at 16 and had at 17, despite some peoples' feeble attempts at getting me to have an abortion. On December 27, 2007 I had Dante Lee Davis, my little miracle baby. He was born with the middle part of his brain, that connects the 2 hemispheres of your brain, missing (Agenesis of the Corpus Callosum). What he does have is underdeveloped (Microcephaly), and his ventricles in his brain are dilated (Colpocephaly). The day after he was born he had to be taken to the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, for babies) because he could not eat. They had him on a feeding tube for about a week and gradually got him to drink out of a bottle. After MRI's and many other tests, we were referred to many different doctors for him to see. An endocrinologist, an ophthalmologist, a neurologist, a physical therapist, a geneticist, and of course, his pediatrician.
We started seeing his physical therapist when he was about 2 weeks old, and his other doctors a little bit before that. The ophthalmologist said she didn't see much of a problem with his eyes, but in the future he might need some patching done. His endocrinologist said everything that had to do with his endocrines looked fine to him. His geneticist confirmed that whatever caused his problems was not genetic and that it was safe for me to have more kids. But his neurologist said that from the looks of his MRI and everything else, we had a baby that would never walk or talk. A baby that would be in special schools his whole life. But boy did my baby prove him wrong. At almost 2 years old, he is doing just about everything a baby his age should be doing. Of course he was a little behind in everything, and there are still some things he cant do that he should be able to, but he walks, runs, talks, and gets into EVERYTHING perfectly fine. He is my little miracle.
As happy as all that seems, there was a down side to it. His father, we will call him Fang since I have not okayed it with him to put his name on here, was not much help. I was with him for about a year and a half to 2 years before I got pregnant, then with him until Dante was about 6-7 months old. At the beginning everything seemed great, he helped out with the baby, helped me out since I could still barely walk (I had some problems while pushing Dante out and ended up with 7 sets of stitches inside me...). Up until about 3 weeks later. Getting him to do anything to help was like pulling teeth. I was trying to keep everything clean, while taking care of a newborn baby, and running on barely any sleep, it literally sucked ass. Well, at that point, we were living at my mother's house and saving up for our own. When Dante was about 4 months old we got our own place, and things started to get better again, Fang was helping out again. But needless to say that didn't last for very long. When we broke up, he continued to let me live with him so I wouldn't have to go back to my mother's house. Right before Dante turned one we moved into a bigger 3 bedroom apartment so we could each have our own room. About 2 weeks after moving in there, he let some friends move in, which resulted in Dante losing his room and moving into mine. At first it wasn't much of a problem, but then the partying started. At first, it was only once or twice a week when Dante would be at my mom's house for the night, but soon enough it moved to almost every night, and day. It got to the point where I would come home and find drunk people passed out all over my apartment (half of which I didn't know), throw up in my kitchen sink and floor, and beer bottles and cans scattered all over the house. On top of that my apartment started to smell like beer and throw up constantly. Needless to say, I did not want my son around that kind of environment. I soon told Fang that either his friends left and the partying stopped or I was going to take his son and move back to my mom's. He either didn't care or didn't believe me, but within 2 days I was gone. I gave him the option to come visit Dante, but told him until his apartment was not a party house Dante was not allowed over there. He chose not to come visit ever, then claimed to all his buddies that I took Dante from him and kept him from seeing him. Alot went on, he lost the apartment (surprise, surprise), moved in with his mom's friend, and stopped his partying. After a while of him living there, I started to let him take Dante for his days off.
In the meantime, I had met a different guy, we are going to call him, Blue. I started hanging out with Blue around the same time I let Fang start taking Dante. We hung out pretty much everyday and got to know each other. We eventually ended up dating. He left for a little while to go to job corps not long after we started going out, but only last about a week. He says he didn't like being away from me, but who knows. He moved into my mom's with me when he came back and we started trying to save up for our own place. Eventually we moved to his grandma's house, where he was living before. We finally saved up enough to get the 2 bedroom trailer we live in now and everything has been going great, except for the fact that now that we have our own place and a baby on the way, he is being made to go to jail for something that happened 2 years ago. Go figure, story of my life. Everything goes to shit right as it starts to get better. And Dante just got home from Fang's on Friday and was sick, by Sunday morning it had gone from bad, to horrible. We took him to the ER and found out that he has the H1N1 (Swine) Flu and pneumonia. The next day comes around and he is feeling better after being on medicine and now I have it. It really sucks. I am going to end this now, and should be writing again either tomorrow or the next day. No other post will be this long, this one only was because it was putting everyone that does not know me and my story, up to date. Thanks for reading, and I hope I can manage to keep up with this one!
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Posted by Dantes_Momma on 2009-11-03 19:33:54 | Rating: | Views: 27
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