First let me start off by telling you that a couple months ago the maintenance man for our building came in to fix our broken window. When he came in my one foot was hanging off the bed and he decided he'd tickle it. I was freaked out BIG TIME. I let the world know because it not only was weird but it was also kind of funny.
So this morning I'm lying in bed and I feel something on my foot. I instantly thought about the time he came in and jumped up and looked at the end of the bed... I guess Ana decided she wanted to get out of bed (she still sleeps with us) and was standing at the bottom of the bed pinching my big toe and laughing!! Oh man that girl cracks me up! ..
Well I wanted to share that story - right now I am going to go get ready for Church. We finally got Billy's mother to come out with us! ..
Hosh Posh B'Gosh
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Saturday, September 8, 2012
::YAWN::
Ahh - It's Saturday, with a 1 year old...That means no sleeping in! :( What happened to those days? I looked forward to the weekend for a reason. I'd lay in vegetation state for about 6 hours AFTER I woke up and then I'd finally cease the day. Yeah no - Ana decided 7:30 AM was a good time to get up and then Ian (we have him this weekend) came in and when she saw her brother she just wanted to make him laugh and love him. Why is it that no matter what time I put her down to sleep she wakes up at the same time EVERY morning? She needs to learn that when we lay down at 12AM it means ... sleeeeep longer!!
I don't really have much to do today - Ian has a baseball game and has to go home to his mothers house to get ready. I still don't understand her. I'm pretty sure that when it's the other parents weekend, they're responsible for getting their own son ready for their games/practices or events. I feel she has a hard time co-parenting, but that's something Billy needs to talk with her about not me.
Billy works tonight, so it's just Ana and I for the evening, unless Ians mother will bring him back.
These housewife duties are calling my name - I wish they'd stop.
::Update::
MAN DOWN!!!!
See I knew I wish the housewife duties would stop calling my name!! ... As I'm washing the bottles I somehow managed to twist my wrist and it made it pop and I couldn't help but laugh when I decided to yell MAN DOWN and no one is even here! ... ugh! No one will believe this!
Friday, September 7, 2012
Let's Give Em Something To Talk About...
I've been telling myself to get on this site and talk - but finding out what to exactly talk about is what I've been having problems with. Do I bore you with just one thing, or can I look forward to boring you with every thought about everything that I have going on in my little brain. You know the expression, ''Go Hard or Go Home''... well I'm going to now bore you with a variety of thoughts surfacing in the ol' cabeza.
First lets give you some insight on just who I am. I'm a 28 year old new mother to a wonderful and exceptionally cute, 1 year old. I'm not just being bias either. She truly is a rare gem. I have been with her father for 3 1/2 years... He's rare too (hehe). Billy (my boyfriend - yes we're not married!) has a 9 year old son. He's spitten image of his daddy. We only get to see him every other weekend which sucks! Watching Ian and his sister Ana interact has got to be the best thing in this world. Her little eyes light up when she sees him and gets so excited. He always gets her to laugh harder than anyone else does. I'm glad that she has an older brother that loves her so much!
Ana is surrounded by love - she is the only granddaughter on both sides of the family. I have a brother who has two sons and my boyfriend has a sister that has three boys!! Watching the boys show her love and brush her hair back out of her eyes is the coolest thing. I know that they are going to protect her when they get older!
Anyhoo - This site is just about everything rolled up into one. Doesn't really have a purpose except for me to talk your ear off and force you to listen so that way maybe, Billy won't be so annoyed when he gets home from work and I've told him 20 stories before he even can even sit down.
Before I end this little ditty doo hickey - I'm going to share my life with you.... :)
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