The Six of Us

So here is the story.  Thursday I went to the doctor for a weekly check.  She had concerns.  I had lost almost five pounds and still struggling to breath.  I was a three and she decided to strip my membranes.  We were both hoping I didn't make it through the weekend pregnant. I had my membranes stripped with Andrew and he came 10 days later. So I wasn't considered that if he wasn't ready he would come.  I called my mom and put her on high alert.  Went to work and told them I would finish out the day but that it was my last day before leave.   I was planning on making Friday my last day. My mom showed up at our house around five in the morning and by the time we headed to the hospital it was almost six .  We quickly got a room and I was checked and was a four.  Doctor offered to break my water to help speed things along.  About an hour later I had some pain meds. Several hours later at 12:31 pm little Luke entered the world.  Screaming.  He struggled the first several days

I wrote a whole post then Blogger ate it and then I was bitter and didn't want to write another one.  But here is a recap of what was one of the worst ten day stretch ever.  I knew I was sick.  The kids and Lee got sick but they got over it fairly quickly.  I on the other hand was really struggling.  One Friday night in mid January I went to Olive Garden for a girls night out.  Good food and good company.  I only knew one of the girls but it was great.  I only ate less then half of my dinner which wasn't that big to start with.  Starting that night I struggled to eat and to sleep at night.  By Saturday night I knew I was sicker then I should have been but thought I would just get over it thinking it was a cold/flu thing.  Saturday was Jake's friend party at the Dart Zone and Sunday was "eight is great."  I made it through the party as well as having friends over that night.  Sunday we didn't go to Sacarment Meeting but I took the kids to primary.  After eigh