Cowgirl in the Snow says (10:09 AM ( Read more... )

This was originally posted on fetlife before being deleted and reposted here. I'll probably delete it from here before long, too ( Read more... )

*sigh* Guys. I'm screwed. I can't afford to live on my own (with Leith, obviously) and I think my chances of being accepted for tenancy are screwed anyway because I fucked up in the last month of my last rental and now I'm pretty sure that real estate agent thinks I'm ridiculous and won't recommend me to anyone. *sigh* I fucked up. But it is ( Read more... )

Thinking of posting audio journal entries rather than written ones, because I don't have time to write and yet I very much feel the need to communicate to someone, somewhere, what's going on in my day-to-day life (if only to collect my thoughts, you know?). I feel overwhelmingly detached from my peers and it sucks. I have had to give up on three, ( Read more... )

For personal records, really. In the next week or so I'm going to start potty trainign Leith. I'm scareded. Step one is that I just want him to sit on the potty but I'm afraid I'm going to be too tempted to push it further than what he's ready for by trying to get him to sit on it without his pants on. Leith has sensory issues so I think the ( Read more... )

I want to be able to change his nappy without him freaking the fuck out ( Read more... )

Leith has learned the word 'help' !!!! :)

I've been trying to teach it to him for the longest time. This morning, at his first ever speech therapy group, we were had a moment to ourselves and he was playing with this truck and I was having a bit of a daydream. The wheel on the truck fell off and he handed it to me, saying "help." It didn't occur ( Read more... )

Ok, kids! This is it! I've made THE DECISION. I'm going to start potty training Leith. I'll have to plan a week this month some time of just straight toilet training, nothing else, so that we can really concentrate on it. At the moment I'm casually trying to teach Leith about poopoos and weewees but as he's not a great communicater I'm not sure if ( Read more... )

Oh man, I feel sick. Should be in bed by now. I'm having headaches every day, it's like my hair hurts. I want to cut my hair so badly. I'm wanting to shave the sides the day after my sister's wedding in May but after nearly a year of growing my mohawk out I don't know if I'll have the guts. But fuck it'll be such a relief to get rid of half of this ( Read more... )

I just want to cry. Things are just too much. Everything keeps on piling on top of each other. And the more I have to do, the less things get done. I wish someone could come and clean my house for me and get my laundry up to date and everything so I can just feel like I have time and room to organise my thoughts and feelings about everything else ( Read more... )