Thanks bud... How's Kim doing? I hope she's doing better than before.
My wife (7.5 months pregnant) is now below the weight she was before she got pregnant... If this trend continues she'll be 15 or 20 pounds below pre-pregnancy weight before the end...
Kim is doing well, much better, yet still has her moments, needs alot of sleep. I too, am doing the laundry, cooking, bills, helping with the boys and grandkids. A Father's work is never done, even when his kids are 30+, as we got the grandkids right behind....
Kim says to tell you, both you, Steve, and Heather, and your kids, are in her heart. Yours and Heather's predicament, (for lack of a better word), touch Kim deeply, more than I've seen her effected by another's ill health during pregnacy. I guess that's because she can relate to well, from her own horrible pregnacies and hospitalizations, both prior and after.
Son #1-Kim gained but 18 lbs. She never did look pregnant.
Son #2- Kim weighed the same at delivery as prior to being pregnant. Premature delivery, by 1 1/2 months. That was the most horrific birth of all 3 boys. She too almost bled out then, the heperin almost killed her. Blood Clots, never fun....So, yep, she can more than relate.
Son #3-Kim gained a whopping 50 lbs. I fed her 3-4 lbs. of Maine BBQ Steamed Lobster Tails, every weekend. I cooked like a raging fool, swearing I would pack the pounds on her, and geezus did she get huge. Hospitalized at 7 months, to stop premature labor, (once again), although son #3, was born 2 weeks early, he was a chunky Linebacker of a Baby. He kicked her ribs one night, which I heard across the room, saying "Did you Hear that" (duh, stupid on my part, not thinking, stunned more like it)-Her Reply, "did I hear that, you ass, I felt it like a washboard player is inside me, you fool"....LMAO...what a hoot, in hindsight, as hard as those times were. As many times as my knees would buckle, when I was at work, and the phone rang, just knowing it would be Kim on her way to the ER.
Hang in there Steve, and let Heather know their are legions of Angels around you all.
I took Kim out this week to see a pretty good movie, book is better tho' "Heaven is for Real", then a quick dinner. Our first time out since Christmas. A bit to much for her, yet she's getting stronger for the wear, gaining some stamina back slowly. Yet, she's a trooper, and I do believe recovering well....
Thanks again for asking, and hold Heather's hand, and sing her a tune. Kim got sunburned, from the 5 days of watching the Blue Angels practice for the L.A. county air show, a week prior to going in the Hospital. They were right over our heads those 5 days, as we live out in the boondocks right across the backside of the little tiny municipal rural air field. My point, Kim getting alot of Sun, wearing wrap around glasses, still looks Like a Racoon. Thus I entertained her in the hospital and to this day, by singing the Beatles Rocky Racoon to her. A hoot.
Take good care of each other, I know you are and will. Bless your paths, all of you. We won't rest, til we know Heather is out of harms way, and healthy, and you my friend get time to rest. I know their is no rest, when a new born comes into the world. When son #3 was born, I insisted on getting up in the night with him, to give him a bottle, change diapers, whatever it took. And again as soon as I got home, I took full reign of the boys, giving her a break. One long year, yet I never seemed tired, not til a year after, then it all hit me, and my black hair turned silver grey overnight it seemed.
Always my sincerest best, Kim's too. Hope you get time to enjoy your Son's ball games. Or any relaxation and renkewal time, for all of you...!!!
