I normally don't post a lot of facts or info about my life (and really, lets face it, most people don't care about the details and don't need them to form their opinions) but since this is somethin' I feel strongly about, I want to post more.
I will get this out front now, I don't care if you like my spellin' or if you have redneck jokes to crack. I've heard them all, they don't bother me (though they do make me chuckle at times) and frankly, are overused when there is a lack of knowledge or witticism:)
Okay, my story (and I will answer honest questions, especially if I left somethin' out)...my first three pregnancies were pretty much uneventful, except 2 of the births. I did gain a lot of weight but since I was always underweight when I got pregnant and had healthy pregnancies, I was always told to *stop eatin' so much* by my doctors.
I had the first two in the same area and had the same rockin' doctor for both. I also told him that I had smoked weed before I knew I was pregnant and he said that was fine but they would test and I shouldn't smoke anymore. I smoked probably five times throughout the remainder of my pregnancy, which was about thirty four weeks, with the last time right before delivery. I delivered the girls naturally but almost couldn't deliver our first due to cord around her throat three times and face up. But the doc knew I could do it and after three hours of pushin', she came into the world...a little blue and poopy but healthy. Our second I flung her out on the third push (thank you nurse who knew how to tell me to push:), he basically had to catch her. I don't know if they ever tested me or the girls but I did leave with them and never heard another word.
Our third I got pregnant in AZ (same place as the girls but my doc had moved south by then and I had a new doc I didn't like at all) and moved to MT six months into my pregnancy. They knew in AZ and MT that I had smoked weed and still smoked occationaly but not regular. I delivered c-section but no problems (I even won the bet with the doc that I would deliver a baby over 8lbs, he thought 6 because I was so small) and went home when I was released and never hear anything.
Our last, I got pregnant in ID but moved to OK at 33 weeks. I was sick from the day the egg implanted, I swear! I weighed 135 when I got pregnant (actually the most I have ever weighed in my entire life) and got so sick that I lost over 30 pounds in the first trimester. I spent more time at the hospital or throwin' up into a cup in my room then I did anywhere else. A few times, I was so dehydrated that my body was startin' to shut down. I will never forget the long, lonely hours I spent or the feel of the tingle in my arms. I wanted to give up. The whole time, I took the meds they gave me but they didn't help and at times, made things worse.
So, I decided to smoke. I am usually a heavy smoker but when I become pregnant, I watch all things I eat and use and wouldn't normally smoke. I smoke for major anxiety that I have suffered with since a small child. For the first time in months I was able to eat and drink (I also remember bein' so thristy I LONGED for water, the smell of water drove me nuts...so I would drink just to throw up the water that hadn't even settled yet) and I couldn't have been happier. This whole time, I worried about my body bein' able to supply everything our baby needed to grow. I was bones and it scared me!
When I finally had our last son, it was by a emergency c-section at 35 weeks, due to dangerously low fluid. I had gained weight back up to 137 pounds and he came out healthy, pink and holdin' his little spindly head up. He weighed 4lbs 15ozs.
The surgen did tell me I tested postitive for weed and I should stop, as she left the or. I told her I would. I also tested positive in ID at the hospital.
This is my story. Granted, it is only one and probably a story that not a lot will care about but it is mine. If it makes one person just stop and think (and not necessarily change an opinion or their minds) for a minute, then it was worth my time. We can only change what we were forced to believe if people speak up. It may not be popular but the whole subject is interestin' and one that needs more accurate information available and not be such a taboo. And maybe people wouldn't be so afraid to have different ideals that went against the grain.
Prohibition is simply the governments way of sayin' we can't think for ourselves or have an education past propaganda
Bloggin' mama of 4 livin' the dream on Second Chance Acres
Redneck and proud!!!