I feel like rambling.
So I never update this anymore, but I promise I read every update everyone else makes. (Which aside from the communities I'm in is very rare thanks to Facebook.)
Another reason I never update this is because it is extremely rare for me to have two free hands. Between nursing and just life in general, when I do sit down on the computer I'm typically doing very little typing, and if necessary, it's slowly with one hand.
So, what's been going on? Hmm...not a whole lot really. I've been taking care of Eli for the past six weeks and now I've got a sick husband. Poor guy never gets sick and now he's just plain out of commission. I think he should be sick more often, he seems to like me more when he's dying. Maybe he's realizing he doesn't have much time left and he'd better get in good with me before he goes. God wants him to love me and now that death is knocking on his door he wants to avoid the firey lake of sulfur. (Hell.) I'm in an odd/rambly mood. (I made up a word. Rambly.)
I love my little dude so much! Seriously, I love cuddling him and kissing on him. I tell him I'm going to kiss him like I do until he's big enough to push me away. Honestly, I love being a mom. I do. I look at Eli and part of me wants him to get bigger. A big part of me. But I only want him to get a little bigger. When I think about him growing up, I honestly get teary. I know that this time is going to fly by (even though some days it drags, and drags...) and before I know it I'll be holding his babies. It sounds insane, but I can't help it.
I know it's insane, but I'm ready to have another baby. It won't happen for A LONG time, but still. I'd go nuts too, but hey, it's easy to imagine when it's not here or a possibility.
I rented movies today. I rented Forest Gump because I figured that now that I'm older there is a lot that I will understand that I didn't when I was twelve. I just started it now and we shall see if I am correct.
The house is completely trashed right now. Terribly. I hate it but I keep contributing to the mess by not putting things away. Ugh.
I have to babysit tomorrow and the family doesn't want me to bring Eli. For some reason that bugs me. The other family I babysit for is so excited for me to come and babysit with him and knows it won't be a problem. Oh well, such is life.
I'm going to start cleaning my mom's office once a week for $75 a time. Isn't that nuts?! That will be an extra $350 a week! Plus, my mom saw a babysitting add in the Grosse Pointe news for babysitter for thirteen hours a week at $400/month. I'm going to apply for that.
And now Forest Gump has started and I want to pay attention to it.
Pray Eli sleeps through the night. (HA! A girl can dream though, right?)
Another reason I never update this is because it is extremely rare for me to have two free hands. Between nursing and just life in general, when I do sit down on the computer I'm typically doing very little typing, and if necessary, it's slowly with one hand.
So, what's been going on? Hmm...not a whole lot really. I've been taking care of Eli for the past six weeks and now I've got a sick husband. Poor guy never gets sick and now he's just plain out of commission. I think he should be sick more often, he seems to like me more when he's dying. Maybe he's realizing he doesn't have much time left and he'd better get in good with me before he goes. God wants him to love me and now that death is knocking on his door he wants to avoid the firey lake of sulfur. (Hell.) I'm in an odd/rambly mood. (I made up a word. Rambly.)
I love my little dude so much! Seriously, I love cuddling him and kissing on him. I tell him I'm going to kiss him like I do until he's big enough to push me away. Honestly, I love being a mom. I do. I look at Eli and part of me wants him to get bigger. A big part of me. But I only want him to get a little bigger. When I think about him growing up, I honestly get teary. I know that this time is going to fly by (even though some days it drags, and drags...) and before I know it I'll be holding his babies. It sounds insane, but I can't help it.
I know it's insane, but I'm ready to have another baby. It won't happen for A LONG time, but still. I'd go nuts too, but hey, it's easy to imagine when it's not here or a possibility.
I rented movies today. I rented Forest Gump because I figured that now that I'm older there is a lot that I will understand that I didn't when I was twelve. I just started it now and we shall see if I am correct.
The house is completely trashed right now. Terribly. I hate it but I keep contributing to the mess by not putting things away. Ugh.
I have to babysit tomorrow and the family doesn't want me to bring Eli. For some reason that bugs me. The other family I babysit for is so excited for me to come and babysit with him and knows it won't be a problem. Oh well, such is life.
I'm going to start cleaning my mom's office once a week for $75 a time. Isn't that nuts?! That will be an extra $350 a week! Plus, my mom saw a babysitting add in the Grosse Pointe news for babysitter for thirteen hours a week at $400/month. I'm going to apply for that.
And now Forest Gump has started and I want to pay attention to it.
Pray Eli sleeps through the night. (HA! A girl can dream though, right?)