Well you definately have God on your side always. Email me if you ever want to chat or have any questions. If I don’t know the answers I can always direct you to one. I am at dlmack1@qwickconnect.net

YOU teach Middle School. OH MY GOSH. Girl, if you can handle them, you can handle ANYTHING. God bless you. What a difficult age. And in this day and age it is hard to come by respect from this age. I am a sub. for preschoolers and kindergarten aids. Although it can be hectic, I love to teach them. They are so willing to please.

YES, my daughter is approaching that age. She will turn 10 in July. The attitude is approaching so I had to draw the line the other day. It scares me. I remember how I was at that age.

My story. When my daughter was born, the doctor said it was a girl. Then she hesitated and said wait, maybe we need someone to examine her to make sure. That is when the floor gave out from under me. I had about a billion white coats enter my labor room, then exit with my newborn. BUT I did have a chance to hold her in my arms for a moment and fall in instant love with her. They kept her in NICU for the weekend. I had her on a Friday night in the middle of the summer so the head of NICU aplologized for the lack of top notch staff that was caring for my infant. First problem. I then was introduced to this endocrinologist that had 25 years experience under his belt, that had this group of students in toe with him he was teaching. It was a teaching hospital so he was like king crap. His arrogance lit up my room. He examined my infant and said, "this is a boy." I said well they told me I would have to have a blood test and an ultra sound to confirm that. He said, and I do quote, "I have NEVER been wrong in 25 years. THIS is a boy." and I stopped him and said, "But what if you are wrong this time?" He was BOWLED over by my questioning and I swore I heard the students gasp. He finally impatiently told me he would follow up later with us and left the room. She looked like a girl to me, but he was supposed to be THE best doctor. My gut told me she was a girl, but they even sent me a counsleor to reasurre me that this doctor was right. The next day they did an ultrasound and that is when I heard them say, "uterus, ovaries, ...." I almost fainted. When I asked the head of NICU he whispered to me "this lady doctor isn’t the best, it is the weekend." I was then shoved a birth certificate under my nose to sign. Assigned my child a boy name and was released. It never settled with me but they kept drilling me at the hospital that he was correct and my feelings were wrong. Well my child cried day and night for three days after they released her until I couldn’t stand it. I took her to this new pediatrician in my new home town. I almost cancelled because my child finally slept sound. SOUND. I reluctantly went thinking it was just new mom jitters, when the doctor met me at the door with her medical records in her hands. The hospital made a hUGE mistake. They realeased my daughter dehydrated!!!!! That was a Monday, this was now Thursday. My daughter was dying! I held this limp dehydrated baby in my arms as I asked the doctor if my baby would die. She said she would do everything possible to not have that happen but we had to move fast. We had her admitted into NICU at a new hospital where I was greeted with a staff of doctors, and sat down to be told my child may not be a boy after all, and this child had a disease. Again, my stomach flipped and I almost fainted. Within 24 hours they properly identified my baby girl and a girl like I KNEW she was. AND with a disease. It was extremly hard on me finding out I did have a girl instead after that week. I had this huge guilt that I didn’t step up and demand them wait to identify her correct sex. I KNEW it was girl and yet they kept drilling me that I was wrong. My first lesson of mother hood, trust your gut feeling! The events that led up to that moment they saved her, were amazing. God was indeed with me every step of the way. I could count back to the days of my pregnancy and how God was preparing me but I would be making this post way too long. But trust me when I say, He was there every step of the way, leading me to this new hospital, to this brilliant doctor, and to this message board.