I am lying there, having to pee so badly that I can not really think of anything else. I really concentrate with every inch of my soul to not just let go of that pee and feel the relief...but oh it would really feel good. My mind wonders...has anyone ever had to pee so badly that they just could not hold it and some came out, but it felt so good that they continue to go. Hmm. Oh back to whats happening. So...the ultra sound tech is looking and looking, she kept going to the same side on the right up high and then really far down low. I am starting to think something is not right, she is not talking anymore. When I first came in she was talking an awful lot, asking me all about Makayla and if I wanted anymore...blah blah blah. She leaves the room and calmly says I will be right back. I stare at the ceiling thinking oh God, something is wrong, what if it is cancer, or what if it is something that will completely change my life and flip it upside down, oh God, something is up. My heart pounding so hard I look at the clock it was 11:17. She enters back into the room with a doctor in tow, I instantly start to sweat and that pee that I had to pee so bad suddenly disappeared. He says to me...so Mrs Palmer, we see that it looks as though you have gallstones and did you also know you are pregnant? Ahhh what? I am what? You are pregnant. Oh um no, how did this happen...I mean I know HOW it happens but how did this happen to me? I have not even had my monthly visitor back yet, I mean Makayla was still nursing and only 9 months old. I sit there blown away by the news, the nurse keeps asking me if I am okay, like I had just been given the worst news of my life, however I did tell her we wanted more babies just not right away. I gather my things get dressed and head home. All the way home my hands are shaking and thoughts racing. I come in, to be greeted by my mom who was babysitting at the time. She asks if everything is okay, I nod and say I guess we will see what the doc says because I wanted to talk to Justin first. So I put Makayla for a nap and I start to think of how can I tell him the news, he will be home shortly, what should I do. So he comes home, I ask him to kindly check on the dinner in the oven, he opens the door and closes it and turns to look at me so puzzled and says there is only a bun in the oven. I say there is what? He says it again, a bun in the....pause.... you are pregnant!!! he shouts! He hugs me and is so happy, actually shockingly happy. I start to cry and say oh my God what are we going to do, we need this and that and what about Makayla. After about a week I start liking the idea but not liking how sick I was. For the remainder of my pregnancy I was in and out of hospital, loosing weight, getting morphine to cope with the pain and wishing that it would just go away. Being as Justin had always wanted to know the sex of the baby and I didn't it was his turn so during the ultrasound the lady showed us the baby...the head, the legs, the tummy the arms and then finally the little cute penis...yup it was a boy!! Justin was like we are having a boy! He was so thrilled, the look on his face was amazing, it lit right up and I was so thrilled as well...our baby boy...Kelton William Leo.
June 9th 2008 I went in for my scheduled c section and delivered a healthy 7 pd baby boy. Let me tell you that as smooth as a c section should be, mine was not so smooth, this kid did not want to come out and I am certain he was holding on to my interstines or somthing with all his might. The doctors were pushing and pushing, sweating and pushing some more. My body was sliding down the table as she(the doc) had a male assistant using his body weight to push down obn my stomach. Justin had to leave the room as the thought of it was making him feel nautious. After a while they finally did manage to get him out after using forceps and he was all bruised and cut up but as cute as I ever imagined him. Immediately after the c-section the closed me up and knocked me out and followed through
with taking my gallbladder out. Surprisingly I felt not to bad after a dual surgery. I was up and at em the same day. Kelton is a Mommy's boy, which daddy is okay with for the time being, but insists it changes by the age of 4. He has such a cute personality, he loves to snuggle and I think I love it even more then him. He is so well behaved and he is just mellow. We gave him the nickname Monkey since he was born, not sure why but it suits him. He knows how to flirt and loves to laugh and at just about anything. He already loves Machete and Makayla so 
much and finds it funny when they play. There are times I look at him and he just takes my breathe away, he is amazing and perfect in every sense of the word. I can cry just thinking about him and not wanting him to grow up. He is and 
always will be mommy little monkey.
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