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Name: Amber
Yahoo ID: amber242002
Age: 25
Birthday: July 25, 1976
Location: Pennsylvania
E-mail: [email protected]
Yahoo Pager: amber242002
ICQ #: none
Your job: part time telemarketer
How old were you when you had your first baby?: 17
Boyfriend: Brian - have been together for almost 9 years
His Birthday: May 16, 1976
Child: Brandon
Birtday: Februaru 6, 1994
Child: Chelsey
Birtday: ay 27, 1997
A little about you and your children: Brandon is in 2nd grade now and he likes it. He is an A+ student and I am very proud of him. Chelsey is in head start and K4 and she loves school so much!

A Story:
It was the summer before my senior year when I found out that I was pregnant with Brandon. I was only with his father, Brian, for about 3 months at that point and I didnt know how he was going to take it. I wasn't afraid to tell him, just nervous. The very first person I told was my little sister, Amy. She was thrilled, I was not. When I told Brian, he was upset, but didnt run. He stuck by my side the entire time. We were hesitant about telling my dad though. It wasnt until I was into my 4th month when my dad found out. I will never forget that day as long as I live.
My dad took my sister to a high school football game, the biggest one of the year. It was a cold night, perfect weather for the game. Brians dad was there as a security guard. He ran into my dad and he told him. My dad was very upset, and so was I that this man went ahead and told him. Actually, I was scared to death. I just kept walking around the stadium trying to avoid my dad, but I couldnt dodge him any longer, I was starting to feel guilty about it. There was my dad, with no socks on, freezing, just waiting to see me. I walked over to him and he had maddest face on that I have ever seen. He asked me some questions and then hugged me. He told me that he was disapointed in me, but he still loved me and would be there for me. He said there will be no talk of marrige, I will finish school, and no more children!
After that, my dad let Brian move in with us with the understanding that he had to go to school everyday. Brian listened and respected my father. We both worked and my dad even took on a few side jobs to help us out. When I had brandon, my dad was there with me at the hospital the whole time. He was so happy when his grandson was born. A boy; he always wanted a boy. He watched Brandon while I was in school, and he was so good to him.
Sadly, 6 months later, my father passed away. He had a massive heart attack. I miss my dad so much, but I am glad that he got to spend atleast 6 good months with my son.
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I was 20 years old when I was pregnant with my second child. At first, it was a normal pregnancy, until I went to see my thyroid doctor. He took my levels and just about hit the roof. My levels were sky high, and that isnt good. He told me that he was surprised I even got pregnant, let alone have no problems. He told me that with my thyroid being so out of wack, I could have my child still born, or premature. I didnt understand, I mean, everything was going fine! I was about 4 1/2 months at that time. Two weeks later, my water started to leak. I went to the hospital and they admitted me. My water had broke and they wanted me on bed rest at the hospital until I delivered. Well, I stayed about 1 week and I couldnt take it any longer. I missed my 3 year old at home, I wanted to be with him. So, they let me go. I had to be on complete bed rest, and had to go back to the hospital for check ups and steriod shots 2xs a week. Everything seemed to holding out well, untill Memorial Day weekend. I started feeling a bit sick and was having some pains. Funny thing is, it never dawned on me that I was having contractions, because with my first delivery, I was flying high on all the meds they gave me. I didnt want to go back to the hospital because I just knew that they would keep me. I thought, well, the pain isnt bad at all, so I will stick it out. Well, a bit later I started to bleed so I thought I better go.
Of course, they kept me. Brian stayed the night with me and in the morning I told him to go to work; I felt fine. So, he left me about 7:45 am. Around twenty of one,tarted getting sharp pains so I called in the nurse. She said I wasnt having contractions because the moniter want showing it. Well, I was so mad, I knew I was having them and no one believed me. The nurse left, and wouldnt come back. I kept ringing that buzzer and they all just ignored me. The pain was starting to get worse and worse. The worse it got, the more scared I was getting. There I was, 27 weeks pregnant, alone, and about to deliver! I flipped out. I kicked apart my bed, I was yelling for someone to help me, I threw the phone and I threw that little rolling table across the room and into the door. I thought if I would make enough commotion, someone would come. Well I was right. Fianlly the doctor came in and asked me what my problem was. I told him he better check me, cause this baby was coming! He checked me and said, yeah, I guess your right.... NO KIDDING!!!!
It was too late for drugs, but she came so fast. I had Chelsey at 1:27 pm. I am glad for an easy delivery, unlike my first (but I wont scare anyone with that story). She was taken immediatly to the NICU where she spent the 59 days. All in all, she was fine. She weighed 2 pounds, 2 ounces and was 13 inches long. She only had the oxygen and a heart moniter, so we were so lucky. When she came home, it was only with the heart moniter. She came home 1 day before my 21st birthday.
Now, Chelsey is 4 years old and so far, her only problem is that she is so petite. I thank god everyday that things turned out good for us.
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