It's Been a Long (and Worthwhile) Wait

Baby arrived on April 26! And yes, it's a girl. :) I've waited a very long time for her. Much longer than 9 months. 

Started out at the birthing center, but ended up having to transport to the hospital because I had a fever in labor, and after doing blood work they realized I had a bad infection. (Which only got worse after delivery. I ended up on three different antibiotics at the same time while they tried to get my white blood cell count back down to a normal level.)

But I'm fine now. And Baby is, too. :)

And since right at the moment she is peacefully sleeping, I'm heading for bed. While I can. Because who knows how long this will last. ;-)

It's Mixed Up

Mother's Day is such a mixed up day for me.

Missing Nana. Missing our tiny one. Celebrating my own wonderful Mama. Celebrating the birth of our new baby girl. (Oh, that's right, I haven't even told my poor neglected readers about her yet. Oops. Gonna have to fix that.) 

And today went surprisingly well. No tears over missing Nana or the tiny one. 

None of my three men got me anything for Mother's Day, but I got lots of hugs. And they've been helping with all kinds of stuff since Baby came home, and there's really been no time to even THINK - much less go shopping or something. PC has been running himself ragged trying to take care of me and Baby and BB and LM. And the boys... well, I don't know too many teens that remember things like Mother's Day without major reminding and broad hints and... I'm not going to do that. :)

Anyhow. 

The point was: today was good. I got a long nap (much needed with the all-nighters Baby has been trying to pull), I got to spend quite a while with my Mama, and got snuggles from my Baby, and hugs from my three men. Like I said: good day. 

But Mama was a bit peeved that none of my guys had got me anything for Mother's Day. I told her (when BB and LM weren't around) that I would count it a Mother's Day present if neither of them asked to call their bio-mom. 

Shortly after... PC got a text. Yep. From bio-mom. Saying to please "have the boys call her". Uh, whatever. YOU could call them. You know, like occasionally. If it really mattered to you or something. OR... they could ASK to call you. If it mattered to them or something. Because any time they ask to call, we help make it happen. 

Anyhow. 

The boys were nearby when PC got the text. And LM said "Oh yeah, I'd meant to ask you about that earlier." Soooo... we helped them call. Even though it meant they were late for church.

Then.

We got home from church. And PC had a message on his computer from you-know-who. Stating that the least he could do was have them call her occasionally, since he "won't let them see her", and since she is their mother, and she grew them inside her, and... blah blah blah. Total idiocy. TOTAL. He's never told them they couldn't call her, he's never told her that she couldn't see them, and if being their mother meant so much to her, you would THINK she would have stayed in their life. At least to some degree. You know, like making arrangements to visit or call or write or email or SOMEthing. 

Yes, I'm really ticked off with her. 

And today has been good. Which is why I needed to blog and get this out of my head. Because it's not worth being all upset over. And I'd rather keep this a GOOD DAY. 

Here's to a Happy Mother's Day  me! *clink*