They say it's your birthday

Today was my birthday.  (the 27th)  I'm at the ripe age of 23.  I opened presents as soon as I got up.  Shawn bought me a gift certificate to a really nice spa.  My mom got me some beauty/pampering products and books.  Afterwards we all went out to eat. (my mom, brother, his girlfriend and shawn) We stopped by Target afterwards and bought the baby some new clothes.  We took Jason (my brother) and his g/f up to Point Blank tattoo and piercing so we could show her where it was.  Later on, me and Shawn stopped by the hospital to see Channon.  The baby had gotten taken off of oxygen at 1pm and will probably be allowed to go home on Friday.  Channon will probably be going home Thursday or tomorrow night. 

One is born and another leaves

On a day where one family can be so utterly happy, another can just as easily be totally destroyed.  That was the case on the 26th of December.  Don and Channon had a perfect baby boy. (named Trent) My neighbor just a few doors down, shot himself in the head and killed himself just after midnight.  He and his wife had recently seperated and his 19 year old daughter had moved out of the house not long before.  He left a note apologizing but that won't help his family much during this time.  Even worse, he is my next door neighbors stepbrother.  The same neighbor whose son killed himself almost eight years ago.  It's terrible that his daughter will have that tragedy to remember every year on Christmas.  It may have been the day after but the exact day will never matter to his family.  How do you ever celebrate Christmas and family again with that hanging over your head.  It's hard to believe I'll never see him driving down the road dragging some junk car behind him for scrap parts, never have him stop by the house to ask if we needed any help hauling something away.  I can only hope that his daughter finds some way to overcome what suicide does to a person.  I once heard that a person who kills themselves dies one death but the family left behind dies a thousand deaths.  Anyone a product of suicide knows exactly how true that is.  Every time a friend or family member seems abnormally distressed or upset about something you will automatically fear that suicide is on that persons mind.  I don't know if I'll ever feel normally about human emotions ever again.  How can you after being a part of something so terrible.  At least with murder you can hate someone, blame someone, punish someone.  How do you punish, hate and blame someone who was so depressed they felt the only way out was to die?  Especially when you loved that someone, when that someone is family. 

To make matters worse, a 16 year old girl was the person to find him dead.  He used a large caliber gun to kill himself with and the girl immediately started screaming.  Her father found her.  They had went to the house because his wife had sensed something was wrong when she couldn't get into the house and called on the neighbor to help.  Not only did they lose a friend but they will never get that imagine out of their minds.  You can never get over something like that. 

A baby is born

I thought I'd tell you about my evening.  Me and Shawn had plans to go out with another couple (Don and Channon).  Channon is 8 months pregnant.  We were going to go look at Christmas lights in Michigan City and then go to a bar and meet up with some other people.  We called Don when we were on our way and everything was good.  About 10 minutes later he called us back to say that Channon was bleeding and couldn't get down the stairs and they were going to Memorial hospital.  We told them we'd meet them there after we stopped to see my brother at TSC.  (in La Porte) They called back less than five minutes later and told us to meet them at La Porte Hospital because Channon didn't think she could make it all the way to South Bend.  When we got there we just followed the sounds of a woman screaming and found Channon's room.  She was 8 cm dilated  (she's 33 weeks pregnant and had been having contractions on and off for over a month)  They called the doctor and told him that she was going to deliver in the next 20 minutes.  Well, she was wrong, it was 35 minutes.  She was in labor for the less than two hours.  (second child) BUT the bad part is... she was too far along to get pain medication.  I've never in my life heard anyone scream like that.  I almost started crying the last time she pushed.  We didn't actually get to be in the room although I would have if she'd asked me.  We were right outside the door.  The baby was 5lbs. exactly.  After he was in the room for about a half hour, they took him away to get him oxygen.  They said he's fine but just needed a little extra help breathing.  It was an insane night.  Me and Shawn left the hospital and went straight to baby shopping.  They have no diapers so we bought them 2 packages, one preemie and the other newborn.  It really was unbelievable.

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone!  I am currently writing on my new widescreen Compaq Presario laptop that my hubby got me for Christmas.  I can't believe he spent so much on me for xmas.  We're by no means made of money so a new computer is a big expense for us.  I'm just now starting to get the hang of all the different things it does.  Well, I'm going to go give the doggy's their Christmas presents.  (dog toys)

Jasmine's Christmas Pictures

There are two more pictures she had taken but for some reason, aol won't recognize them.  Maybe I'll get them on later.

Nothing Better in my eyes

Babies are the most wonderful things in the world.  I can look at her any time she's awake and see that she's learning something new.  Everything is a learning experience for her.  The cats fur, the hardwood floor, snowflakes, everything.  She's sitting up on her own now.  She's a little wobbly but gets better everyday.  She's a little less dependent on me for entertainment.  She can sit up on her own now and grab her toys which makes her happy.  It seems more and more I'm the one that seems to be going look at me, look at me, play with me, play with me, instead of the other way around.  On Wednesday we should get her Christmas pictures back.  I can't wait to see how they turned out.  I will definitely post them as soon as I get them.  She's a little ham and was perfect in front of the camera.  There's absolutely nothing better than a baby.

Me time

I can once again contact the online world of journaling.  How did I fix my problem?  I didn't.  I just waited a few days and tried to post again.  Hey, I never claimed to be a computer wiz.

I am being smothered by two people right now, my husband and Jasmine.  Ok, Jasmine can't help it, she depends on me for everything but Shawn is clinging to me.  The only "me" time I get is a once a week trip to the store and an occasional shower... which usually involves Jasmine sitting in her bouncer outside the shower.  Tonight is the first time in a week that I've had the privilege to shower alone.  Hallelujah!  I think I could scream.

Tomorrow we're supposed to go get Jasmine's Christmas pictures taken.  She's got a cute little santa outfit.  (I know very unoriginal but it was sooooo cute)

Hopefully I will have a laptop computer after tax returns.  The only time I have a chance to get online is late at night but the only time the computer is unavailable is... you guessed it, late at night.  I could get online from any place any time.  I'm currently looking at some HP's.  Any one have any laptops that you think are absolutely wonderful?  Let me know if they're better than the HP's.