I am so upset right now! I don't even know where to start. ok.. I hired a girl from my church to watch my son (8 month old) over the summer when I"m at work. She has him at her parents houes from 4-8pm aand then she brings him home to my parents who put him to bed and keep him until I get home from work. I drop him off shortly before 4 and it is their responsibility to have him home between 8 and 8:30. She is 16 and will be getting her license soon but until she does her parents have agreed ...

So I called Linda this morning. At first she was very understanding about my concern for Nicholas. Them she asked "how are we going to get to know him then." To which I replied, they only live 20 minutes away, it's not that far, there's no reason why I can't bring him out there for a few hours each week and by the 3rd or 4th time he should feel comfortable being with them alone. Also that hearing from them every 2 months isn't going to work. I told her that I understood that they are bus...

So, if you don't know me already, I have a son. He's the most beautiful son in the world *ok I'm done bragging now*. The father is not involved by his own decision which is more than fine with me. However his parents have expressed an interest in being involved. Since he was born last October, they have seen him about 5/6 times. THEY LIVE 20 MINUTES AWAY! anyways that's a whole other issue. So Linda called me today ( I haven't heard from her in over 2 months) and asked her usual polite ...

I cannot even begin to describe to you the chaos that errupts in our house from 7am-8am and then again from 4:30pm-at least 9 if not later. Yes you guessed it, that's when the kids get up. Now, I'm a pretty tolerant person and can withstand a lot. But i have never heard anyone bicker more and ride eachother more than these girls do. From the moment they get up until they go to sleep! Constant, NONSTOP... well it does stop if the television is on.. but that's about it. Sometimes you just need ...

today is my first full day away from my son since he was born. I know he is well taken care of, I left plenty of bottles and instructions. But I can't help but feel a little blue without him since I can't just walk into the next room and see him. Oh man, if I'm sad now, I can't imagine what it will be like when he goes to school !!!!!! ahh at least i have a few years before I have to think about that.

Never did I think I would find myself in the position to need to move back home again, but here I am. 21 years old and once again needing to rely on my parents. Being the oldest sibling, the only thing I ever wanted to do was GET OUT OF THE HOUSE! I did, and it was great, until I dug myself into a hole of mistakes so deep I needed someone to throw me a rope to get out. Now, on my way out of my hole which I imagined would be difficult, but difficult is an understatement. Maybe it's beacus...