Jan 31, 2008

How am I doing? (RIP John Raiden Gauge, my beautiful baby boy)


Honestly? Pretty fucking shitty… But I guess I just have to live my life… Which personally I don't even want to do that right now… Things have been really difficult and hard for John and I in the past 2 weeks…. Some days seem better than others but at the end of the day it's all the same…. Though, I can say that my husband is a wonderful man, and I love him more now than ever… He has given me strength that I didn't even know I had… And has made me realize that I never want to take him for granted ever again… We have been through a lot of shit together, but this definitely tops all…


It was so hard giving birth to a beautiful baby boy and us looking at him, holding him, touching him, loving him, and knowing we were going to have to give him up… It sucked leaving the hospital empty handed with nothing left but memories… And since then I have been nothing but an emotional wreck, left with only questions of "WHY"… Why did this have to happen? Why me? Why my little boy? Why not someone else's? Why can't I keep my baby? Why does everyone else get to keep theirs? Why was mine taken from me? Why couldn't I have died instead of my little boy? Why couldn't I take his place? And yet, none of my questions can and will never be answered… Sadly to say, I've come to hate the world and everyone in it… Especially pregnant women, and people I see with newborns… Not because I want to, but because it seems like it's my first instinct now… People ask me how I'm doing, and my first thought that runs through my head is "How the fuck do you think I'm doing?! I just lost my son, you fucking dumb ass, go fuck yourself!"  But I smile, and politely say "ohhhh alright I guess" 

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I gave birth to John Raiden Gauge on Wednesday, January 16, 2008, at 7:37 am… He weighed 4 lbs 8.9 ounces and was 17.5 inches long… His head was 33cm and chest was 32.5cm…  Full term he would have been over 9 lbs…  He was definitely a big baby, and got all the food he ever needed that's for sure!!!  He has his mommy's brown eyes, and his daddy's brown hair…. He's the most beautiful baby I've ever laid eyes on… He looks so much like his mommy, daddy says he's a spitting image… But I personally think he has John's nose but John thinks he has mine… He's the best thing that has ever happened to either one of us… He's ours, we created him, and we love him more than anything in the world, with all of our hearts… Letting him go has been the hardest thing that has happened to either one of us… But he will always be in our hearts, we just wish we had more time with him…

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You haven't experienced anything until you have experienced losing a child… John and I have gone through the worse thing that any parent has gone through, and it sucks… And if it wasn't for each other, we would have both went crazy already… The love and support from family and friends has been wonderfully overwhelming… You guys are great!! And we love each and every one of you…. Thanks so much for being there for us… It was truly a blessing… And if it wasn't for my mom and real dad flying out last minute, John and I would have been completely lost and not gotten anything done or taken care of… Samantha, I love you so much… You are truly my best friend, and I am so grateful that you came out and stayed with me the whole time I was in the hospital! You even stayed by my side through the delivery and everything, which you didn't have to at all, you could have gone outside but you didn't! I love you!  All of you that have sent us messages on here, thanks, we really do appreciate it, even though I haven't written any of you back, I just haven't been up for talk….

John and I are definitely going to try for number two… Hopefully soon but not too soon… We've been talking about it a lot lately… But nothing will ever replace our first son….

Nov 4, 2007

My Series of Unfortunate Events...


Well last night was such an eventful night let me tell ya.... It started off boring, sitting at home, watching the hubby play Halo 3, and chatting on myspace with friends, and ended in babysitting three drunken boys...
So, like I said, it was a boring night for the Hill family, just chilling, when we received a phone call from two of Johns friends asking if we wanted to go to the movies.. Of course we say yes, I definetly wanted to get out of the house from being on bed rest for the last couple of weeks... Now I knew they were going to be drinking, because when you get these boys together its a given, which was okay by me, because I'm always down to let my hubby have somewhat of fun, and plus even though I can't drink he always tries to fit me in, so I wont be left out and I can have a good time even though most of the time I'm uncomfortable because of this pregnancy, and his friends do the same because in a wierd round about way they understand.... Well, as soon as the two boys walk through the door they start mixing their drinks... So I automatically knew I was going to be the designated driver... Which is good because I'd rather drive, the way they all drive I swear one day it will put me in early labor! And as soon as the Jager was carried through the door I knew it was going to be a lonnnnng night...
We finally get going on our way and before we even left town they had to stop at the Seven Eleven, I waited in the car as they piddled.. And then finally we were off again.. Now we were only going to Yucca Valley because that was the nearest movie theater and we werent really up for anything fancy in Palm Springs... We didnt even make it to Yucca, when they were yelling for me to stop because they had to go poddy..... And they couldnt wait until we got into town, so I had to pull over on a side road and let them pee... They did their business, got back in the car, and we were once again off to our destination.. HA! We get to yucca and its wayyy too late for the movie now that its 9:20, and they didnt want to go to a movie that was already started... So whats the next plan... "LETS GO TO PALM SPRINGS!!!!" Like little 12 year old boys they are begging to go to Palm Springs because the movies start later there!!! Being the nice person that I am I say okay.. and we head out....  Now they already drank all their hard liquor they had before so before we even leave Yucca I hear the infamous cry out for more liquor "LIQUOR" "LIQUOOORRRRR".. Therefore, I pull into the first liquor store I see and let them out and get their little fix before we head down the hill to good ol' Palm Springs...
Heading down the hill we were having such a good little car ride, singing, okay more like screaming, along to country music, I dont know why but when they get drunk they like to sing country lol... Then we get down in the canyon where I hate driving because, for those of you who dont know, its curvy and windey and well, on a canyon... They start screaming "pass this car!!" "past that car" making me even more nervous but I bare it and finally make it out and turn down the short cut road.... And guess what! "STOP WE HAVE TO PEE!" So I pull over on another side road and let them out to do their business once again... We finally make it into Palm Springs.. And they want to drive through town instead of taking the freeway.. Our destination this time is The River, mind you, that is where the big theater is and shopping centers and nice restaurants are incase you were wondering... On our way, driving through down town Palm Springs, Tyler, is yelling out the window to anyone, and everyone he sees... "Hey wanna go to the Marine Corps ball with me, I need a date!" Of course, people just look at him like he's a weirdo... And then, I hear that infamous cry "LIQUOR!" "LIQUOOOORR!" So I see the first liquor store and go to pull in, there was a car pulling out while we were trying to pull in, and of course, the boys are so unpatient they start yelling out the window.. The guy in the car in front of us gets out of his car, and then David in the back opens his door.... Now I'm not looking for a fight because I'm just not in the mood, I'm pregnant and cranky, so me being the speed demon that I am put the car in gear and spin out and speed off, leaving peices of tire behind... Of course the three drunkards get mad at me but I dont care, I'm the mommy! I pull into the next liquor store and let them get their fix... They take forever in there!! A good 20 minutes I swear.. Obviously it was because they knew I was mad by this time and didnt want to get back in the car with me so they piddled in the liquor store looking at anything and everything to pass their time.... David was the first to get in the car and says "Dont even be mad at me"... So right then and there I knew they were all worried that I was pissed.... When my hubby and the other got in they started sucking up and asking if I was okay and all that crap... I was like yes and we were on our way....
We finally made it to The River!!! I was so relieved.... We were going to make it in time for the movie! So we find a parking spot.. And John has to smoke before we start going, so we are all standing in the parkinglot by the car, when they decide they have to go poddy once again... So they just whip em out right there in the parking lot and start peeing.... Well David missed and peed on someones car and I'm yelling at all of them like an embarrassed mother telling them to come on.... I'm trying to get them all in line, but when I finally got one, or two of their attention, the other one is off doing something drunk that he's not suppose to... Like, Tyler gets on the car hood and curls up in the fetal position and tells us to take a picture.... And of course the other two encourage it....  And like little boys they have to push and shove each other as we walk down the side walk, or in our case, stand there and argue about how big of a pussy Tyler is for not walking up to these girls and asking them to go the the ball with him.... With all this ruccuss we finally make it to the movie theater... GRRR The movie already started because they piddled around like little boys and so we didnt get to see the movie... And by this time I am one pissed off, hungry, pregnant bitch!!!! So they decided they wanted to eat at Applebees.. So I head that way in a big hurry... And of course we have to wait on John because he wants to smoke before we go in... So they are goofing off in the parking lot of Applebees... Peeing, yelling, ya know nothing you havent read above.... And of course I'm like come on.... They might not even be serving food at this time because its so late and I want to eat... But of course.... John and Tyler decide they want to wrestle in the parking lot.... I'm yelling come on, but like that matters.. .Davids being a good little drunk boy, and him and I decide to leave them in the parking lot while we went in and got a table..... They follow because they realized we were leaving....
So we walk in, thank god they are still serving food!!!!! We sit down, Tyler and John all bloody because of their wrestling.... We order, We get our food...... Tyler and David go to sleep and dont even touch their food... So I'm pretty much enjoying my dinner.... John's eating, being a good boy.... Its great.. But the people working all acknowledge we are there and laugh at the two sleeping on the table... How embarrassing, I know, but I didnt care because I got my food and thats all that mattered.... So we get done eating and try to leave but David wont get out of the booth... It took us like ten minutes to get him up and in the car, and in the mean time Tylers puking in Applebees bushes.... Johns drunk, but by this time, he's very helpful to me and realized I needed help getting the other two in the car... We finally got them in the car, and they pass out!!! Thank god!!! So the whole hour car ride home they are asleep!!! John pretty much sobered up by this time and we had a nice little car ride home talking and singing and he tried to stay up as long as he could to keep me company, he's such a good hubby like that :) and we finally made it home... Finally got the other two out of the car and put them down for bed on my couch and went to bed.... ahhh how exhausted I was.... But that is my series of unfortunate events from last night..... I survived!!! Lets just say next time I'm saying NOOOOOOOO lol.. I cant wait til I pop this little guy out and then they all get to take care of me for a change!!! LOL Stupid boys.....

Sep 9, 2006

Sleep Deprived


Well ladies and gents I believe I have lived on at least 5 hours of sleep.... ALL WEEK! Yep thats right... I have baggy eyes and the whole works!!! I probably stink too.. no I shouldnt I took a shower... But thats beside the point... I miss John like hell... and theres nothing I can do about it.. I cant even call him just to call him.. I cant call at all... Theres no where to call... So all I do is sit at home and wait for him to call me.... I dont want to go to sleep because I dont want to miss his call... And when I finally say okay I'll go to sleep, I will wake up to receive his call.. I cant sleep because I'm so depressed!!! Its one thing to have a husband thats not home all the time because of his job...But its totally differnt when he's off in another country fighting in a damn war!!! He finally got to call today... It didnt really go so well... He wasnt very happy... Which is very understandable, I mean my poor baby, he doesnt get any sleep and when he does its just for a couple of hours and of course he's gotta be on alert at all times... Its a very stressful job... I totally get why he's in a bad mood.. It just hurts me to see him like that... I think he's ready to come home.. He says he hates it there.. Which who wouldnt! I know damn well I'm ready for him to come home.... But of course its only been a week.. One week and it feels like a damn century has past.... On a brighter note.. He was happy for a little bit... When he told me he bought me a present... And of course spoiled me got it out of him like I always do!!   Its a silver watch!!! With real diamonds in it!! Can you say BLING BLING!!!  Oh how I love my hubby wubby bear!! I definetly wasnt expecting that from him... I mean that was the sweetest thing ever!! He really didnt have to.. But he wanted to.. and that makes me so happy... It makes me forget about my worries and helps just focus on how loving and caring my husband is and how much I love him... But ya know even with a wonderful present like that from my dearest husband.... At the end of the day.... I still go to bed alone..... And thats what hurts so bad... And thats why I cant sleep... Its hard to keep busy when you lying in bed by yourself thinking and worrying about what your husband is doing and wondering if he is okay or not... and dreading the worse....  Johns my one and only, and it is so hard being without him... FUCKING WAR I HATE IT!!!! I'm going to have a mental break down seriously!!! I need to fucking sleep!!

Sep 1, 2006

There Goes My Husband.....


So I woke up at 430 yesterday morning to take John to the bus to see him off before he went to Iraq... It was very stressful and a long day... We laughed we cried.. we hugged for hours.. And before I knew he was on the bus heading out... It was a long day after that for me.. He was gone but it didnt seem real... He finally called at midnight here... He was in Maine.. It was 4 there.. It was so good to here his voice though it was tired and raspy.. He's a gaurdian angel ( a guy that stays up and gaurds the other guys with an M4 with live rounds while they travel on the bus and airplane) so he didnt get to sleep at all and only a little time for a phone call to his wife... It was nice though and he seemed chipper through it all... The call definetly put me at ease for the rest of the night... I finally got to sleep like a baby.... But then I woke up from the phone ringing at 950 this morning.. It was John!!! He was in Germany getting ready to bored the plane... He thought it'd be okay to call since it was 4 in the afternoon there...  geez I wasnt expecting phone calls at all hours.. But if thats the case then I'm down for it!! Anything to talk to my hubby wubby bear! Reality finnally kicked in this morning when he called though... I realized he is really gone... Its really depressing...  But in the end I know he'll be alright.. He's the best damn machine gunner they got.. with honors... and he's protecting the colonal.. That means something right? The colonal's boys are only the best..so everyone says... So I have nothing to worry about right?? Except havoc has broken loose again over there in Iraq!! So I have everything to worry about!!! I tell you though the hardest job in the Marine Corps is being a wife!! I do admit I am having a little trouble with it... But please keep John in your prayers.. He's fighting for you!

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