Almost Fooled

Recently I have been interacting with a girl through Cafemom, on the phone and via text & yahoo messenger. At first it seemed real and things were pretty cool. She was a sweet girl and I really liked talking to her. She said at some point that she was in a high risk pregnancy so she really didn’t have much to do. Then the pieces started to not fit. I stared to get suspicious of the things that were going on. She said she was married and also had friends/helpers there all day to help her.
During phone calls, I would assume that our conversations would have some kind of noise in the background but I would never hear anything in the background even when someone was supposedly around. Her husband was a teacher so he would be home at night right?
One of the other things that didn’t add up was that she never really knew how far along she was in her pregnancy. First is was 11 weeks, then 2 weeks later it was 18 weeks and three weeks later it was 24 weeks. That just doesn’t add up.
At one point she was supposedly in an impatient mental facility but was able to text, or call me every day. She even had access to a computer. She was in for three weeks. I have spent time in a mental hospital and they wouldn’t let me have my cell phone, a computer or for that matter they wouldn’t even let me have my favorite teddy bear. They said that anything that could be a weapon was not allowed on the floor. 
In the last couple weeks she has supposedly been in the hospital. I would get text updates on her condition from her husband but when we would ask him to call there was always an excuse. The texts were not just “hey, she is not doing well her BP was still low and baby still isn’t doing well,” they would sometimes last for an hour or more. My theory is that if you have time to text you have time to make a two minute phone call. Her husband, if she has one, would never call. We got suspicious and when we started asking questions I wouldn’t get any texts for a few days. That just made us more so! I did get a couple phone calls from her while she was “in the hospital” and she didn’t sound sick or upset or anything, she seemed as normal as can be. I also wouldn’t hear anything in the background and there is always, noise in a hospital even if its just a page over the little speakers in the room. If I were in the hospital and I was pregnant I certainly would not be my cheery self, especially if my baby was going into distress. I would be freaking out!!! 
I know for a fact that when blood pressure is low the last thing a person wants to do is talk. She said it took them two weeks to find a heart murmur and that was the reason for her blood pressure being so low. If there is anything I know about blood pressure and heart issues its that if its too high or too low they do an EKG immediately. Then if that doesn’t show anything they will do a ultrasound or CT of the heart. I have been through this with Matt! So all that to say that they would have found the murmur right away. Also murmurs have a major swooshing sound when you listen to the heart, if its an actual hole in the heart it would be a pretty obvious thing to a trained nurse or doctor. I know that because my middle child has an innocent murmur. I am pretty sure he has outgrown it now though.
So all that to say that I almost got fooled into believing her wonky story and sadly that adds to my trust issues. I am just glad I didn’t let this get too far into my heart!!!
Vanessa
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Just Don’t Understand

I’m just venting here so if you want to read please feel free if not then you can just go! 
My husband is on disability and I feel like he just wants to sleep all the time. Its like if Gavin is asleep he wants to take a nap. He is isolating himself from me and everyone else too! It really hurts my heart to see him just shut down like this and there is nothing I can do about it. He is on Medication but it only does so much, he has to do the rest of the work himself.
When we moved to our current place we decided to split the cleaning in half. He would do the kitchen, (IE: dishes, counter tops and floor), the small bathroom and the trash. I would get the master bathroom (has a garden tub and separate shower), our bedroom and general cleaning IE: vacuuming, dusting and picking up Gavin’s toys. I do my laundry, Gavins laundry and most of his. We share the cooking since the rest seems to be fair. 
I’ll admit I haven’t done all of my stuff lately but I don’t ask him to do it! It was about a week ago that our kitchen counter was super messy, probably because we thought we were moving and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had asked him to clean it several times and he never did. So one morning before the baby was awake I cleaned all the stuff off the counter, did the dishes, washed the counter, and the stove. I am totally miffed about all the work I did and he still doesn’t seem to want to be grateful, of course he said the traditional “Thank You” but that was basically it!!! I can’t believe that he just doesn’t seem to care what I do in this house, and then he wonders why I have this attitude towards him. I want to be respectful of him but its really hard when he says he will do something and then he doesn’t do it! 
Okay, rant is over. 
I went to a psychiatrist and he put me on four medications, one for depression, one is a mood stabilizer, one is for anxiety and the last one is for sleep. I don’t think the sleeping meds works very well because I still wake up several times a night, but that could be because of two things, my pain in my back or knees or that Gavin is still waking up in the middle of the night for a bottle. I really need to talk to his pediatrician about that at his next appointment. He also isn’t lifting his cup up to drink even when I don’t help him. I guess maybe I am spoiling him a little too much. I hate to hear him cry or see him upset! He did take a step on his own the other day but he seems to scared to take anymore just yet. I really want him to walk soon so I don’t have to carry him so much. Its really hard to carry a 21 pound weight up and down stairs and the long walk to the car (we have a reserved parking spaces here!).