Sunday, July 20, 2014

Luke D. Ratliff

I had been in easy labor from 8 a.m. on June 29th until 3 p.m. on June 30th. I was admitted to the hospital at 3 p.m. on June 30th because my water level was low. Around 9:30 p.m. that night I was induced. They started me on Pitocin. A couple of hours later I was given Stadol, a pain killer to take the edge off. Not only did it do it's job but it also put me to sleep, making my labor way much easier and quicker. Luke was born shortly after at 3:56 a.m. on July 1st. He weighed in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and was 21 inches long. He was the most adorable baby I had ever seen. I could not believe that I had just birthed a baby. Even when I think back to it now it feels surreal. But I wouldn't give him up for anything in the world. He is my beautiful, healthy baby boy. <3

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Exciting News!

          This is most definitely an unexpected change in my life, for I am a mother to be. I am having a boy come late June. I now question my career. Should I continue to work after my maternity leave is up or should I finally start on my true goal of becoming an artist, whether it be to write stories or create things? With being a mother I find it would be difficult to find the time to be able to work for a company and do what I want to do. I also do not wish to make my partner the only source of income for us. Times will be tough but I know we will be able to get through this as long as we work together. 

World, be prepared to meet my little minion!

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Preview of Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight




I need a doctor




As my eyes started to adjust, I could tell there was a table in front of me.. and then another person in the room. They were bound to a chair too…

Who is that? Is… is that me? Am I looking into a mirror? Am I finally dead?

Suddenly the door burst open and in came three men. One was scrawny and short, one was a really tall, muscular guy, and the third looked rather average. They each had a flashlight and shone them in my direction.

“So that’s her, huh?” said the skinny fella.


“Yep. That’s the filthy skank. She looked better with her hair, personally, but Boss said it would just get in the way” replied the tall guy.