Well if I have had a more stressful week before I cant remember when and I dont want to repeat it! We left on friday morning to go up to see Jamies baby being born. The welcoming party was me, husband, Cory and Keyana. We stopped by my dads house on the way so he could meet Keyana for the first time and that was a huge success. She took her very first steps for her great grandpa! We got up to Jamies place and left Cory and Keyana at his apartment and husband and I went to the hospital to visit with Jamie and Billie. She was already there being induced. Well, they were putting some kind of stuff in her cervix to soften it up and were inducing her at like 4 am in the morning. We got there at 6 that evening. We spent about 2 hours at the hospital with them just chatting and catching up. Then we came home to Jamies so we could sleep and go back to the hospital on saturday for the Big Event! Well the Big Event turned into a circus. They induced her and nothing happened. She wouldnt dilate and she had more friends and family in her room than people at a blue light sale at Kmart. When she wasnt dilating by 1 pm, we took Keyana and went back to the apartment and kept calling to check on conditions. At one point, there were 19 people in her room after we left! On sunday morning Jamie called me and told me to come up there with his dad and her mom but that was the only people they wanted up there. Immediate family only! In other words, if you didnt bring either Jamie or Billie into this world you didnt need to be in that labor room! I passed that message around but evidently these people are stupid!!!! They didnt get the message and another 100 or so people came. Billie still didnt dilate all day sunday and the idiots in the room were becoming hostile to each other. By mid afternoon tempers were flaring. One lil (bad word) told me to get my rump out of the rocking chair and I lost it! I told Jamie I was leaving and they could call me when the kid graduated from high school! I had been walking that stupid hospital for 2 and a half days, hadnt slept in 2 nights and I was beat! I walked outside and just sat down for about 2 hours. When I went back inside they told us that they were going to take the baby c-section. They did that at 7 and the baby was born at 7:45. She weighed 7 pounds and 15 ounces and was 19.5 inches long. She looks just like Jamie. We think she is going to have brown hair but it may be too soon to tell. She is adorable. We only got to see her through the glass on sunday so we hung around the apartment on sunday night and got up monday morning to pack up and run by the hospital to see the new family before we came home. I got an adorable picture of Jamie holding Hailie and Cory holding Keyana together. Keyana was so jealous of the new baby! It was like she just knew the minute we walked into that room what was up. She saw Billie holding that new baby and she went to screaming. Her auntie Billie had a new baby and she was mad! Then when we wanted to hold the baby she threw a fit. Whoever held the baby was who she wanted to hold her...lol. It was downright funny. Jamie and Billie kept telling her they still loved her...lol. She was having none of it though...there was an alien in that room. Then we get on the road home. My oldest son, Billy, calls us. My AC unit had malfunctioned over the weekend. I told him to call the repair guys and have the come out and tell them that by the time they got there we would be home. Ok...that is a problem I could deal with...maybe. Worse comes to worse...I could read them my credit card info over the phone. We did get home before they got there. I got home and it was hot as blue blazes and they hadnt shown up and werent sure when they would get there. I was stressed to the hilt, there were hornets coming in my house...I went and got a motel room. Repair guys showed up not long after I got the room but I said...oh well...Im staying anyway. I needed to relax. Jamie calls me to report that he went home to change clothes and get the birthday present I had left for him at his apartment. I got him a gps system for his birthday. His in laws were complaining that I left 3 used diapers in his house when we left that morning and "how did I (me, janet) think I could come back to help billie take care of a newborn baby if I couldnt even manage to throw away a few diapers". Now number one, I dont even remember leaving any diapers and number 2, I wasnt the only one taking care of keyana in that house. Cory took care of her, husband took care of her and when we were packing up the house and cleaning up before we left, Billies older brother told us not to worry about cleaning up the apartment because he would clean up so we could get on the road. I did walk through and straighten up as best I could but I didnt go through with a fine tooth comb. I am not Martha stewart. I never claimed to be. I am disabled. Why is it assumed that I as the woman would be the one that should be responsible for leaving the mess? Then when I was on my way home this morning from staying at the motel room I get a phone call from my oldest son billy to find out that Corys babies momma came over here this morning in a tizzy over something and told him that he would never see Keyana again and so Cory grabbed a bottle of my trazadone and tried to swallow the entire bottle! I had approximately 45 pills in it. Billy managed to get 20 of the pills away from him but he chewed up 10 or so of them and swallowed them. He did vomit a little bit but when I got home I called 911 and had him taken to the ER. So now he is in the trauma unit at the ER waiting to be admitted to first the medication floor and then a psychiatric unit. Aint life grand? !!!!!