Nolan Eason

At 1:03AM on Friday, March 30, 2012 my first child was born - a son. We named him Nolan Eason. 21" long, 5lb 3oz. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, except that he was stillborn. As we searched for answers to his untimely death, we also searched for comfort. This blog was created as a way of working through my sorrow by trying to find something beautiful in the world each day. Hopefully, along the way it will help others to heal as well.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Ukulele Lessons

For Christmas Marshall gave me an ukulele. I thought it would be a good thing for me to try to take up and help keep my mind off things during the latter part of my pregnancy. Last week I signed up for classes and tonight was my first one. I also convinced Susan to take classes with me too so she went in and bought herself an ukulele with a fin on it (because she's a Parrot Head). We just learned the basics tonight - how to hold it, different strumming techniques, and four basic chords. I was surprised at how many people were in our class. It was an adults only class but we had probably about 16 people in there of varying ages. The class is for the next 6 Thursdays and while I know I will probably have to miss the last couple of classes, I wanted to at least take the classes I could so I could start learning a thing or two about playing the ukulele. It was really a lot of fun and I'm looking forward to practicing my chords and learning more next week. Who knows maybe it will make the baby more musically inclined by hearing so many types of music while in the womb. In addition to playing music via headphones to the baby, he has heard Marshall play the guitar and definitely hears a lot of Latin music at my Zumba classes and now he's being exposed to ukulele music. There's no telling what affect if any that will have on him, but it will be fun to find out!

Marshall and I received an email this morning from his mother that his brother's girlfriend was being induced today with her baby. I believe she's 38 weeks. We had been told a couple of weeks ago that they might induce early as they didn't believe the placenta was providing the baby with enough nutrients. Tifni told me that typically the reason for that is what's called IUGR (Intrauterine growth restriction). It's mainly due to a crappy placenta but also cigarette smoking and hypertension can play a big part in it. I don't know how I feel about the news of the baby being induced. It still pisses me off, to be honest, but I'm hoping it will make Marshall's brother straighten up and act like the adult he is. Hopefully, he will realize he can't cry suicide every time life gets hard because now he has a kid and he also needs to man up and start taking financial responsibility for his own problems instead of relying on other people to fix them for him. One can only hope. Maybe this baby will be a blessing in disguise and make him a better person. If it doesn't, well then it will probably only make me madder. People that don't deserve, weren't trying, and can't even afford or take care of their own children yet have perfectly healthy ones really make me mad. I know so many people that want children, are trying to have them, can provide them with a good home and a loving family and yet they are the ones having problems getting pregnant or if they get pregnant are losing babies to miscarriages and stillbirths. It just isn't fair. It's hard to not hold a grudge against these people. I don't feel any ill will towards the baby and of course I hope the baby is healthy, but it makes me mad at a universe where people like that have perfectly healthy babies and good people like us have to bury our baby. So far today, the baby hasn't been born so we will see what tomorrow brings.

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