it goes like this, the 4th, the 5th, the minor fall, the major lift...
just a really quick update for you guys while my beautiful little girl is sleeping in the next room.
Lizzy is gorgeous, just turned one month old yesterday. she is 9 lbs 12 oz. she had a bout with thrush, but it's going away.
she was really fussy and gassy, and we had to switch her formula to prosobee, which is a soy formula. she is doing so well now. going 4 hours between feedings, so it doesn't feel like we're feeding her and that's all we're doing all day... you know, consuming our day. she is doing so well.
it's so funny because Lizzy learned that she's the one moving her arms, and she throws them up over her head and stretches so often! she was turning her hand over one way and then the other and just checking it out for Terry a few days ago. She lifts her head up and her eyes are open so wide, just taking in the world you know? it's amazing how much she has learned in one month. She'll coo and "talk" to me now. It's crazy how much you can love someone that's only been in your life, well i guess 11 months counting when i was pregnant.
I went back to work, so from 5-11 or 4-10 at night you know where to find me. it's going really well. Everyone that I had trained super-well though they moved to day shift while I was gone, because they figure that's where they need the good people, I guess. That sort of pisses me off, and also another thing that pisses me off is that they are going to make a manager that's been there exactly the same amount of time as me salary management. that makes me crazy, because I know that she's no better than me, I'm just more laid-back, and evidently, that's not what they look for in a salary manager, someone who can get along with their crew. I mean- i'm not the type of person that talks down to people. these are highschool kids- probably in their first job- i've been there too. I can't tell someone who is 3 or 4 years younger than me that I'm so much better than them. It's just not my nature to do that to someone, and if they can't understand that than fine, don't promote me. I'll stay on my evenings, and stay a swing manager. I don't particularly want to, because I could use the pay raise that comes with being salaried management, but if being salaried means I have to be condesending and talk down to people, I'll stay where I am, thank you very much. i mean seriously- fuck that.
on another note, we didn't want to leave, but Terry and his dad had a huge falling out- to the point that we didn't feel safe having our little girl there anymore with him. You should have heard the threatening messages he left on our phone. I really wish you guys could, so someone besides us and Terry's mom would understand why we are leaving. So we are in the process of moving AGAIN, back into Terry's mom's house until HUD moves us through, which they said would probably be about 5 weeks or so. I expect to be all moved in here 2 weeks from now at the latest.
totally off subject- do you guys know how a song gets stuck in your head for days? well, it's been two for me.
Hallelujah-
i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music, do you
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah...
well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah...
baby i've been here before
i've seen this room and i've walked this floor
i used to live alone before i knew you
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah...
well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when i moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah
well, maybe there's a god above
but all i've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah...
Kiss from a rose- Seal
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
Stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grey.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grey.