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Monday- NST was ok, baby good.  BP was up, tried to get me to be admitted.  I bargained to let me monitor it at home and I'd go if it didn't go down.  It went down that evening.  Also, Donald saw Prince up at Dollar General with some lady that had been hunting like mad for the owner.  It was all I could do not to want to strangle lil buttheaded dog while she was all happy for him being home.  She acted like at first I was trying to make it all up, steal him...yah ok..lil punk.  But, glad he's safe...came home to a nice warm home, Blackie and Smokey both attacked him, then he had diarhea all over the floor all night (luckily on the linoleum, or he'd be dead-pom).

Tuesday-Talked to Kait's teacher briefly.  Told me there's been a decline in grades.  It was all I could do to not start bawling in the classroom.  She told me she know's Kait's trying as hard as she can, but the concentration level just isn't there.  So, she's recommending her to be 'screened for testing'.  I guess that means special classes, I don't even know.  I was so dissappointed, I know Kait's been trying hard...just so easily distracted..off in space.  Her new med does seem to help some, just don't know if it's enough.  I held the tears back (barely) until I got in the car...then bawled..and bawled.  I want so much for it to be easier for her...for her to be like the 'other' kids.  It's not fair...

Today-Was out with Kim most of the day.  Went to Target, picked up the last few odds & ends for baby and I.  Went to the mall to find something for Alex, but couldn't find it.  Took Kim to El Toreo for being kind enough to pick up my kid twice a week, and keep her one day a week for the doc appointments.  Stayed at their house for a lil while talking to her and Donald and watching 'Birth Day' on Discovery (and discussing the art of stretching the 'f-hole'....).  Came home, not feeling well.  Cramping, back hurts..not contractions, really...baby's moving, but not as much...thinking she just went down further.  Getting paranoid after reading about a couple of ladies losing their babies late in pregnancy.  I feel so bad for them, makes you realize it can happen at any time to any one tho.  MaybeI just have myself worked up, stressing out over so many things...of which I have no control of.  Want to talk to someone, just don't really think anyone wants to hear what I've got to say today.  Feel like I'm coming across as a whiner-scared....whatever, I'm a big girl...I'll suck it up and move on, as always.

Tomorrow-NST again, maybe lunch with Sabrina again if she can get out of her doc appointment not too late.  And how I feel..hopefully better...

 

*Toodles*