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Sep 10, 2009 00:43

I know I suck at updating. Sorry. Between work and Ember a lot of the times I don't even get online all day long, and when I do it isn't long enough to update.

So I guess a recap of the last however many weeks it has been.

I'm still not eating dairy. Ember hasn't been congested, hasn't been spitting up too much (she does it every few days, not sure why) and has been a pretty good baby. I also haven't had any migraines and I think the no-dairy thing is the reason. I did some research and apparently dairy is thought to be an underlying cause of migraine headaches. I miss cheese like you wouldn't believe though.

Em will be 10 weeks on Saturday. She just had her 2 month appointment and she is 12 lbs even, 23.5 inches long. She's well above average for height and weight according to my pediatricians statistics (he showed me a nifty graph which had her stats on it and how she compared to other babies her age in their very LARGE practice). The shots SUCKED she screamed her head off while being jabbed but was fine afterward. She was a bit fussy the rest of the day and has been sleeping a lot since (this was on Tuesday).

She smiles all the time now. She smiles a lot at the boob, when I tickle her belly and feet, and when I tap her nose. She holds herself upright while being held and only slumps when sleepy.

Sleeping has been fine. She rarely wakes up before I'm ready to be awake and I don't even know how many times a night she wakes up anymore since I usually just sleepily pop out a boob, she latches on, and back to sleep I go.

As far as my life goes... work SUCKS. Betsy (my store manager) is on my ass for absolutely everything. I have applied for a job at a hospital as a housekeeper. Not glamorous at ALL but it pays 11 an hour (I make 9 now), it's from 2:15p to 10:45p and full time with benefits. And it's about 15 minutes closer to my house. I've been waiting on the CEO of the hospital to sign my hire packet before Logan (the Plant Operations Manager) will tell me I have a job. And since he was out of town from when I interviewed last Thursday until Tuesday, he hasn't done it yet. I guess staffing the housekeeping department isn't his biggest priority. I'm looking forward to Betsy's reaction when I put in my 2 weeks though. I hope to do it tomorrow.

Isaac is in the process of moving out of Kristen's house. He doesn't want to move from her house to mine (can't handle the change or something retarded like that) so he's going to move into his dad's for a while. They aren't officially broken up but both have stated they will not be together when he moves out. I hope she means that shit because he's still hung up on the whole not gonna break her heart crap. Hopefully he will be moved in with us by January. Though I'm really hoping he will be here for Christmas.

Shit. That reminds me. If I get a job at that hospital I will likely be working on Christmas... poo. :( Oh well. Time and a half FTW, right?

Anyway, he's also STILL jobless. But who the hell wants to hire someone who has no college education and who was just FIRED when they have plenty of other desperate and qualified people looking for jobs? Ugh.

I'm still broke. I finally cracked and asked Rand for help. He's giving me $250 on Friday. Thank god. I'll be able to pay my car payment (car almost got repossessed last week... long story and I don't want to get into it at the moment) pay my car insurance (which was due on the 2nd and canceled by the company today) and my tags (expire on the 15th) and buy some food.

I'm going to give cloth diapering Ember a trial run. I applied at miraclediapers.org and got accepted. Dad agreed this would be a good way for me to try cloth without spending a fortune so no big deal if it doesn't work out.

Okay... bed time. Emmy has been asleep for an hour and I don't want her to wake up early tomorrow if I'm not ready.

I've been missing updates so I'm sorry if anything major has happened and I haven't commented. I just don't have time to sift through my friends page anymore. Boo.
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