February 17th, I had a long day I was tired, my hubby came home tired from work. We ate dinner, watch tv and off to bed except this time I couldn’t sleep. I was tossing and turning and go to the restroom so much I  despised walking to the restroom half awake. I finally was able to lay in bed and go to sleep for an hour. I woke up the next day put my phone on the charger and hubby wanted to treat me to ihop so I took a shower got ready and almost walking out the door off to the restroom again but this time it wasn’t my bladder. I didn’t know what to do, so I grab my phone and called my hubby since he was waiting in the car and my hubby called his sister and off to the hospital we went. 🙂 We’re both calm headed to the hospital talking about names for our baby boy and then we walk into he hospital. Then came to checking into the hospital than having an exam on how far along I am, which was easy. The nurses told me that I can’t eat anything but ice chips which suck. So they took me to another room for delivery and labor. Hubby wanted to eat something which I disagreed with him and wanted him wait til I took a nap but hubby walked out the room came back and had cereal, coffee, milk,crackers, nutrient bars. I was telling him to take that stuff outside, but too late, I threw up. Nurses came in and out checked on got an epidural couldn’t sit still, hubby was outside waiting because the people who do the epidurals and other numbing shots don’t want any distractions anyways, so I got my epidural and my mom called, we had a fight a few months ago so I wasn’t talking to her and now that I had the epidural I was loopy and tired and passing out and than still in labor and than I had to have an oxygen mask on me because I couldn’t so much pressure was on my chest. I was pushing for dear life even tho I couldn’t feel anything but pressure and than it was time to push and February 19 1:14am our baby boy was born. About an hour later we were moved to another room (postpartum) spent 3 days there it was stressful for me. I was taking care of our new baby alone while hubby went to work came to the hospital and slept. I wanted help and I didn’t get any from him. And then it was time to leave the hospital but I had this vibe where i didn’t want to go and I started to cry, I looked at our baby boy and I started to cry because my hubbys family is nuts. But I had my motherly instincts kick in and I couldn’t sleep for a whole month not because of taking care of my baby but because I felt evil and weird things around me that I couldn’t get rid of but now we are perfectly fine and hubby is still working on himself about helping me and I’m still out of work til I can go back on my feet and trust him with our baby 😍👶🏻👩🏻🧔🏽💙💚💛🧡❤️💜💓💞💕💘