My first real post.

2010-06-10T16:42:00.000-04:00

Hey guys. I'm hoping to get on here and post as frequently as I can. This blog won't have a specific direction right now, so take it as you will. I'm hoping that you'll be interested enough to follow my blog, because it'll be exciting just like I am.

A little bit about me:

I'm a young mother, my son is currently 4 months old. I live in an apartment with my son, his father and my two pet rats. I enjoy caring for my son while his dad is at work, although he is a difficult baby. His father and I believe he has colic. I'm currently not in school, but I'm planning on working as a stripper come August/September 2010.

Wait...did she just say she's going to be stripping? Yes, yes I did. I'm going to be dancing at a smaller club about an hour from my house (I live near Detroit, MI) because it's a 'clean' club. What this means to me is that I will be working in an environment without having to fight through ITC [in the club] hooking. The club I'm going to be auditioning at has a reputation for being clean and generally drug free, which is something I have been seeking out. I'll definitely be discussing dancing more throughout this blog, so read all you want!

I am currently hand rearing a pair of two-week-old cottontail rabbits that were disturbed by a woman's dog on Craigslist. I've had them for three days and they are thriving. I'll be releasing them into the wild at about 6-weeks-old, so I am aiming to avoid making them hand tame. So far it has been going quite swell.

So, my son was born 9 weeks prematurely by an emergency c-section in mid February 2010. I had a rare pregnancy complication called a Vasa Previa, which basically meant that I had a membrane sitting on my cervix which could rupture if I started to dilate. Had the membrane ruptured (which could happen spontaneously or if I contracted too much) my son would have bled to death in utero within about 2-3 minutes. I wound up having contractions, so I went to triage, so he was delivered 57 minutes after I walked through the hospital doors. Talk about crazy! The most insane thing was that I drove myself to the hospital and was alone, but his father made it just in time.

Our son spent 6 weeks in the NICU [Neonatal Intensive Care Unit], which was an absolute joke. The hospital was unprofessional, the staff was ridiculous, their medical practices were completely ludicrous, and they didn't respect my son on any levels. I had to fight the medical staff to bring my son home, and they made up every excuse they could. At the end of it they made $167,000 off of him... and it was the shittiest, most laughable care I'd ever seen. They didn't handle the neonates unless they were feeding or changing them. They were left to cry when their parents weren't around. I was told it was a violation of hospital policy to talk to other parents. They gave my son his first bath without me present (although I specifically requested to be there) and it was a big lump of fail. They charged us $800 for resuscitating my son for one minute when he was born. This included putting an oxygen mask over his face, big fucking whoop. I could go on and on about this, but I won't. It'll just wind up angering me, trust me. Luckily his insurance footed the entire bill, so I can't complain there.

So, J's work decided to cut his pay. He went from making $9.50/hour to $7.50/hour and they also cut 7 1/2 hours off of his work week... which puts him in at 39.5 hours weekly. Their reasoning behind this is because he "isn't bringing in enough business" as the manager, although he does not work on commission. They sit in the shop (he works at an automotive shop) smoking weed, drinking beer, and talking shit. It's the most unprofessional, repulsive environment I've ever seen, and quite frankly I'm confused as to how they got licensed. They break SO many laws it's disgusting, but it's the price we pay since he works under the table. They gave us the option of having him work for $12.50/hour above the table but he turned it down. In retrospect this was really stupid, and I'm not quite sure why he did that. We had to commit fraud to move into our apartment, but it worked perfectly. (Made up some check stubs that reflected his pay). Now, we'll still be able to pay our bills, but things will be a lot tighter around here. It's stressful because they gave J's subordinate a $2/hour pay raise and have kept him on for the hours J used to work. I'm not sure how difficult it's going to be to get by, this is all new, but I'm not looking forward to it.

To add insult to injury, he has to have surgery in August to remove four cysts that are growing at the base of his spine. It's going to take a few weeks for him to recover which will put all of the responsibility of Baby J onto my shoulders. It's also going to be difficult because we're going to have to live off of $1,000 for that month, including buying outfits and make up for my new job.

This is all just so overwhelming. I'm smoking cigarettes too much, I really ought to stop. We can't exactly afford it right now. I always think... what's $6.50 to alleviate this anxiety for a day or so. OH! Would you believe I just spilled an entire fucking Red Bull on the ground? >:l I LOVE Red Bull and drink them like nuts, but we're running out of money so I'll probably have to give them up almost entirely soon. Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Sacrifice. I'd recommend people that don't have children and are young avoid having a child altogether. I currently have a form of birth control called Implanon implanted into my upper arm. It's over 99.9% effective and lasts for three years. No pills, nothing to remember, nothing in my cooch...perfect. We all know how well I can remember taking birth control pills, right? :P

Alright, I'm tired of typing. I'm watching Mystery Diagnosis on Discovery Health Channel right now. Stupid doctors, seriously. Why is everything so routine for them? It's really ridiculous.

I'll post something up soon!

Thanks!
- Laurisa

Explaining a few things.

2010-06-10T16:27:00.000-04:00

This initial post is going to explain some things about my blog.

Nowhere in this blog will I give out any information that I believe could potentially identify me or my family. I wish to remain anonymous to an extent. You will see me refer to these people in these ways:

Myself - Laurisa

My boyfriend/son's father - J

My son - Baby J

Anyone else I will simply improvise or refer to by who they are to me.

I use abbreviations. If I use an abbreviation I will put the explanation inside brackets in italics. I will only do this ONE time, so if you don't understand you can use the 'find' application to search my blog for the explanation. An example of this is: So, then I was all like LOL [laughing outloud]

I will not tolerate any flaming or postwhoring. Commenting on my blog is completely fine, but I do not wish to hear any negativity. If you don't like what I have to say then don't read it.

This blog is not intended for people who are overly religious, prejudicial, racist, sexist, or have a sense of entitlement. If you are open-minded, interested about the sex industry, and are mature enough to handle adult themes then please...read on.

This blog contains adult themes. If you are easily offended or consider yourself prude, then this blog is not for you.

Thank you!

- Laurisa

The everything blog

My first *real* post.

Explaining a few things.

My first real post.