So. My sister had her baby on Wednesday (02/20). Erin Mary •••••. This should be a very happy post, but as of right now the baby is still in the N.I.C.U. AKA the place you don't want your baby to be in.

The little girl is going to be all right, hopefully. Right now, she had fluid in her lungs because my sister didn't push enough times -- apparently as you push, you squeeze the mucus out of the baby's lungs...

Yeah, so she's on like, a sleep apnea machine (or that's how it's been explained to me), that helps make sure she's breathing. I can't go in the N.I.C.U. so when I went up to see my sis, after work, everyone was so happy saying little Erin looks 100% better, her eyes were open and she was alert and trying to get everything off of her -- she wasn't just laying there anymore. He color is getting less red they say.

More news as it develops...My sister stayed tonight at the hospital, but doesn't think she'll trick them into a 3rd night (her dr told her she would have a fever tonight -- I like her dr :wink: ) The sad part is, she'll probably leave tomorrow without her baby. I can't think of anything worse than leaving the hospital without your baby, and I don't even want babies! (Yet. All this both has my ovaries tying themselves in knots and poking me saying I want one at the same time.)

Anyway, I'm heading to bed. Stressful times + period + loud ass mother= BIG ASS HEADACHE. I can't even hold my head up.

Hopefully I'll have good news at the next up date. I'm sure she'll be okay. It's just a matter of when...

At least, that's what i keep telling myself. Really, I'm just as terrified as everyone else in my family.

I hope everyone's holidays went well. Mine were more depressing than great, but whatever, it's over.

I worked yesterday morning and this morning. If one more person said 'it sucks that you work, but thanks for the coffee' I was going to scream. All of us volunteered.

I'm hopefully going to see Breakfast on Pluto tomorrow, and my excitement for that (even though I'm going with my mother) kind of outweighs any of my joy for the x-mas loot.

For the record, I now own:

a recordable dvd player
entourage season 1
the sports night box set
many sweaters
a nice pair of boots
50 in simon mall cards that i hate
a charm bracelet
argyle socks
a cap
fishnets
slippers
and a rubber ducky from my uncle since I finally have a bathroom on my side of the house after 3 years.

I made my grandma cry by giving her a new celtic cross, since she lost hers.

Today my wiper broke on just the driver side. This morning I drove to work in fog so thick I could only see about three feet and I thought I was going to drive off a cliff or into The Nothing or something overly dramatic like that.

My mom got the best gift, though, a 5.2 mega pixel camera and printer doc thingy from my dad and I.

I'm so drained from working (last week I managed to work 50 hours), and dealing with my mom and family. It's so past bed time.

Hope all your holidays rocked.