Three

My oldest

Jaric came when I was only 16. When I told my dad, he said I needed to have an abortion or move out, I chose to move in with a good friend named Carly and her mom. I was there for a short while and still going to school when my mother talked my dad into letting me come back home but we didn't talk much for a long while after. My mother told me he was sorry for all the hurtful things he said but he didn't tell me. I had to stop going to school but I still had home school and was able to maintain my straight A's and got a job. I worked at Sonic drive in and quickly became a Crew leader. I worked up until the day I went into labor. The day before I went into labor I was helping my dad remodel the bathroom, pulling out tile and wheelbarrowing them to the dumpster and the next day,three weeks early on a Friday, I woke up and my water broke. My mom was already at work and my dad was in the kitchen and since we still weren't really on talking terms I called my mom instead of telling him. She came home and he still was unaware of what was going on. We went to the hospital and my doctor came in to tell me he wouldn't be there for the delivery because he was leaving for a hunting trip and his associate would deliver Jaric. I never met the man but after my doctor left he told the nurse to take me off the drip, to leave me in for the weekend. (Apparently I was too young to have children) finally 36 mahouts in I developed an infection and they had to put me back on the drip but no epidural. as he was being born the cord was wrapped around his neck and I was tore open. The doctor never said one word to me, he came in, delivered my son, sewed me up(with the door wide open), and left. My poor baby boy had an IV put in his foot because they thought he might have the same infection I got, but luckily he's a fighter and at 6lbs 3oz 21 1/2 inches long, Jaric Braden Czesnowski was born. I've always said God must have big plans for him because the devil has been trying to kill him since before he was born.