Sociology and Me
As a child and most of my adolescent years, both of my parents were my primary care takers. My mother worked in an industrial society where the labor union was present, making air craft engines for Rolls Royce. My father has always drove some kind of truck, whether it be a semi or a dump truck. My mom usually worked long hours and most of the time seven days a week so my dad was home with us from the time we got out of school
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At 23 weeks of pregnancy I began to have a lot of complications. Between pre-term labor and border line gestational diabetes, I was put on strict bed rest, having no choice but to miss school. My teacher was very helpful and got all of my absences excused and let me do all of my work from home. While on bed rest my sons father was supposed to be working and never came back. His parents had to call me and tell me he “found some one else” and did not want me nor his unborn child. 35 ½ long weeks went by and on December 19, 2006 my water broke. I could not drive and my parents were at work both an hour and half away, so my grandma had to come get me. While on the way to my house in the country she got lost. She finally arrived and took me to the hospital. Upon arriving I was dilated to 2 ½ and still no contractions. Th Dr. decided to induce labor and started me on petocin, at 10:30 pm. On Dec. 20th my contractions began, I was in labor for 27 hours. I began to push. While pushing my oxygen level was getting low and the baby's heart rate was dropping, the Dr's performed and emergency c-section. Kaleb Addison was born at 1:20 am on December 21st, 2006, weighing 6 pounds 12 ounces. We were both released from the hospital on Christmas Eve.
After the new year I returned to school, passing all of my classes with nothing lower than a B. When my son was three months old I learned I was pregnant again. I was so scared. I had been with the