Here she is

Well i think she is beautiful. She has in a month get 3 inchs. and i've lost more sleep than i know what to do with. I'm about to go back to work.
yuck.

Introducing Phoebe JoAnne

To whoever cares (or is that whom)?

On Monday, November 14th, at 5:40 p.m. Miss Phoebe JoAnne made her entrance into this world. She was harder than my first but just as blessed. She was 7 lbs. and 18 1/2 inches long. I never thought my daughter my first daughter was big, but now with my seconded being so tiny she seems huge. She has light brown hair, and from the time when her eyes are open, she seems to have gray eyes. More later,
Me

Here we go again!!!

ok so it's longer and longer between posts... here's the scoop. I've had to move, my landlord, the bank forclosed on the apartments we were in soo. Then we don't have internet there yet. SO, i'm keeping up with all of ya'll online at work but it doesn't leave much time to blog. Also, the car died again, so i have had to get another one of those. Now, for the pregnacy chronicles. Back in July i was in the hospital for a week they are now saying that was from the gall stones i have. I was just back in last night. I'm out today. I talked to the Doc. I'm going to be induced on the 14th of November. So Phoebe Jo, will be here about 10 days early. I'll go in Sunday night, and they will induce Monday morning. If i don't go into labor before then. While i was in the hospital over night and today the nurse i had said i was have some contractions then she thinks i'll go on my own before Sun. I'll try to keep you guys posted ok. well you know how good i am at that lol
God bless, me.

Ramblings, news, and other boring stuff

Wow, looks like I get on here about twice a month. I'm sorry for the whole two of you that read me lol. Let's see what the news. I'm as big as a house, no really. But I'm still wearing some of my fat clothes, not for much longer though. Phoebe Jo, my newest daughter, is kicking like no bodies business. She is so much more active than Hannah was. I wonder if she will be more active when she is born? YIKES! That's all I need.
Hannah is talking up a storm, and making me laugh everyday. She also is so frustrating at times. I'm sure all of you are saying. SOOO she's two. She has an imagination like I've never seen in a little girl. She already has a boogie man, much to my chagrin, and lack of sleep. She won't go down the hall at night. She say the "FOG? OR Frog?"(I can't tell which) will get her. Have you ever heard of such a thing in a 2 year old.
She was watching some of the coverage of the after math of Katrina at the babysitters. When she saw the flooding she looked at her babysitter and said "Those cars are swimming!"
I'm now 30 weeks along, sometimes, I still can't believe I'm pregnant again. I had given up hope of ever having children and now I'll have two beautiful little girls. I can't wait to see what Phoebe will look like. I'm not done much nesting as of yet. I've got clothes for Phoebe from Tommy's mom, Lot's and lots, and some from my own mother. I did change out Hannah's little dresser drawers for bigger ones, and put the baby's clothes in the smaller one. Hannah loves to talk to my tummy, she says "Baby Sister!" and then beats on it like a drum. Fabulous for my and her you can be sure. I think Phoebe is going to come out and Slug Hannah lol.
until next time.
God bless

Hello Again

Hello, all you beautiful peoples. I am officially a horrible blogger, but I love to read blogs. I'm now 28 weeks pregnant. I am pretty big, I actually look pregnant. I'm feeling pretty good. I have just three months my newest daughter my phoebe will be born. I'm dieing to find out what she will look like. Will she have dark hair like Hannah or light hair like her father. I wonder if the world is ready for another of my daughters.

Hannah is so smart. The other night we were traveling in the car. I guess our voices got a little loud because I heard my daughter calling from the back seat "BE NICE". I told her we were, we were just talking, again I get the BE NICE. I told Hannah she needed to BE NICE. To which she answered "Mommy, I two!". You still need to be nice I told her, I don't care if you are 2,4, 6. or 8. After a few quiet beats from the back seat she tells me "Mommy, I Five!" Now surely dear internet, her mind doesn't work that fast already. It was a fluke RIght???

If it weren't for bad luck.....

Ok, i'm not posting this to complain, not really, it's just gotten to a funny level. I'm starting over in my life, or have been. I moved out away from family with my bf, and got an apartment. I have very little but we decided we'd make it through. I had been borrowing a car from my brother, when i found a handy man's fixer upper for $400. So, we got it. It is a station wagon, so we thought that was a good idea with the backseat going to have to have two carseats in them for sometime. Well, i was driving to work the other day when it started getting harder and harder to turn the wheel. You guessed it, i lost all my power steering. There was a high pressure line that was leaking bad. So, it was out of commision for a week. I hate borrowing peoples cars, or asking them to help, but i bit the bullet and ask my sweet family to help me and they came through. SO, my bf, who is good with his hands, and can fix cars,baaahahhha. Fixed the car. I was so delighted, yesterday was my first day of freedom with my own vehicle. I had a doctors, visit in the morning and then headed off to work. I was on the interstate, when my front right side started shaking hard. I thought, ut oh, better stop at the next exit and check it out. When pop, great I pulled off the road thinking it was a bad flat when i looked up and saw MY RIGHT FRONT TIRE, continue on without me for about 30 or 40 more feet. I watched in amazement as it bounced off the road and into the grass. UNBELIEVEABLE ! So, now i got to find a way to get the car towed and hope we, meaning my bf, can fix it. I'm fine, i didn't hurt any thing or anyone in the process of the whole thing. It just gotten ridiculous.

She did it, but don't tell....

Last night, my daughter, MMYY daughter, slept through the night. I know I'm probably dooming myself to her not doing it again, but hey I had to say it. Maybe, I'll get a few nights of sleep before my second daughter decides to make an appearance. Naaahhh!

Speaking of my second daughter she is fine. I am finally rash free, so I am much better. The nurses say I'm anemic, so I'm taking iron pills. Phoebe is very active and I'm wondering what I'm going to do when she has less room to move around. I think my vital organs will be in danger. I think I look very pregnant, I'm just 24 weeks. But hey at the last 3 doctor visits I was the same weight. Go figure.

So, what are all 2 of you doing? Nino, you are so cute. JerriAnn, I hope everything gets better soon. Anyone else out there??? hMMMMMM??? HMMMM??? I want to know?

Highly Trained Medical team, yeah right !

A couple of days before I had to go back to get my copioscipy, I start feeling really crappy. Pain in my lower stomach, in my lower back, food not even close to interesting. So, I go in to the doc. The nice lady at the front window informs me that my Medicaid hasn't gone through yet so, it will cost me $200, $100 up front. I have $10 to my name. Well, that's not going to work. So, I head back up to the Mother-child clinic. I tell the receptionist, I don't care about the test, something is wrong I'm sick, I need to see some kind of doctor, what are my options. She is peeved that they wouldn't take me. So she calls back down there while I'm sitting listlessly on the chair. They tell her to take my temp, urine test, and blood pressure and call them back. So, here were the results. Temp. About 100.6, blood pressure low, and urine test shows I'm burning muscle mass? WHat? I've lost 5lbs in a week. The nurse asks if I'm crash dieting. I laugh, I gave up dieting when I was 24. So, she looks at me and tells me I don't look like I feel good at all. You think? Ms. Obvious? She calls back to the docs. I have yet to see one. They admit me to the hospital, for observation, first they say for a couple of hours, which in an hour turns out to be a couple of days. In reality, I was in the hospital for a week!
Number of Holes in my arms ( I have the worst veins,) 16, the first seven was from the first three nurses trying to get an IV in me. The others from the many, many blood test. One day, they took blood from me 5 times.
Number of ultra sounds 2. Second one showed I have Gal-stones, or a bad Galbladder.
Number of Hours spent in an MRI machine, One and a freaking half. it was pure torture, my back was killing me.
Number of antibiotics, 3, one of which was penicillin, which I told them I was allergic to, they said when I broke out they'd stop, I broke out 3 days later, now I have a full body rash of hives. Benadril is my new best friend.
Number of days away from my daughter, 7.
Results-- I have Gal-stones, they think .... Think I had a virus on top of it but they aren't sure.
My daughter is fine, which I am thankful for. I have another ultrasound picture of her. So, much for an easy pregnacy.
Anybody got a back scratcher. Highly trained, my rashed out asss!

BTW... I'm not dead

I know, I know I'm a horrible blogger. Things have been spinning fast. The room is just now stopped spinning. So, I need to catch everyone up. Ok, I'm not 20 weeks along in my pregnacy, I've been to the doctor, I have Medicaid coming so I can finally breathe. I've had an ultra sound. I'm having another little girl. We have decided to name her, Phoebe Jo. Hannah is just now getting that her little sister is in mommy's tummy. We are still not sleeping through the night. We have a schedule, we go to bed at 8:30pm. She is doing better, only up once or twice a night. I went to the doctor this last week, I've had an abnormal pap smear, (sp?) so I have to go back this week to have a copioscopy? (your guess is as good as mine) it worries me though. Also, surprise, I'm not immune to Rubella. I've had the shots as a kid and the booster, but something didn't work. So, after I've had Phoebe I'll have to get another shot. While I'm pregnant I have to be very careful. But that's the price you pay for being famous, HA! I've been reading lots of you faithfully, you are such good blogs, I'm totally doing the I'm not worthy bows to you.

Random news, and views

Ok, I amit it I watch Dancing with the Stars. I love ballroom dancing. I think it is so elegant. Here are a few questions for you.
1. Is it me or does that middle judge look like the Ask Jeeves cartoon?
2. Isn't Evander got the cutest personality, but what makes me think his wife made him do this?
3. Do you think the Seinfield guy, the older one, will survive? I think he was having a mild heartattack tonight?
4. Why Trista? I thought the chic from General hospital was much worse.
5.Insert your own question here cause I can't think of any more?


It is soo hot. I know I can't hear "How hot is it?"
It's so hot that my poodle is a puddle?
It's so hot that my daughter in now asleep in just a pull up, with the fan on her.
(no we don't have air)
It is so hot that I am melting in this chair,yuck!

Btw, i'm about 14 weeks pregnant. I have told my sister, finally, and one of my coworkers. I don't want to tell my mother until I hear from medicate. I have an appointment next Monday. Cross your fingers for me. I don't have insurance, and I need the help. And I know I'm 33 freaking years old, but my mom worries ok. I'm her baby (whatever)

On the pregnant thing, I'm starting to worry a little, I'm showing. I know it , my boyfriend notices. I think people think I'm just gaining weight. I've never been a small person, ok so maybe once at 16, but it was a fluke LOL. I can't believe I'm getting a belly this early. I'm hoping I have only one baby in there. I will take two, but twins? YIKES!

until next time.
JerriAnn

Happy Birthday Hannah

On the fourth of June, my beautiful little girl turned two. I can't believe it. I waited for seven years for this lovely one. The whole time I was pregnant I thought my body was playing a huge cosmic joke on me. Hannah was due on the 28th, of May. So, when the time came and went, I thought in my mind that it was proof. I went to the Doctor on the 28th, and he said wait a week. I was soo disappointed. I wanted to see her, to have proof that she was a real thing. Finally on the 2nd of June I went back. The doctor said I had 2 options. I could wait until she decided it was time to come( to which I was already shaking my head at). Or we could induce, then he had the nerve to ask when I would like to plan it. I said is now a good time? I was decided that I would go into the hospital the next night and be induced in the morning. My sister went in with me. I couldn't sleep at all, well honestly could you? Besides in my mind, the bed was horrible uncomfortable, it made my back hurt. They had put the gel on my cervix but I didn't think anything about it. The next morning, the nurse came in and ask how my night was. I told her that I couldn't sleep besides the bed was uncomfortable. She looked and my machine and said."Well, honey you've been having contractions all night long." Oh so maybe it wasn't the bed. They began the medicine at seven in the morning. They couldn't seem to get my water broke. The tool didn't work. The doctor had to pinch it to get it to break. I should have known then that she was going to be stubborn. I had one epi, and then I started hurting so they gave me another. I couldn't even move my toes. I remember looking at them and willing them to move and nothing happened. My mom was on one side and my sister was on the other. They had to hold my legs up, cause I certainly couldn't. The doctor kept telling me to push, and I tried. I swear I did, but I couldn't feel anything. I kept saying I hope I'm doing this right cause I can't feel anything. Hannah was of course being stubborn as usual. She just wasn't coming out. I was falling asleep between contraction. You see my uterus, is tilted backwards, the docs all assure me that when the baby got bigger she would tilt it right for me. She didn't. My sister finally looked at the doc and said "Do you got a plunger up something??" To which the doc replied, "No, but I got a vacuum" Jeannette said "Well, fire it up doc, we ain't getting no where like this" And so my beautiful girl was sucked into the world. The first thing I said when I saw her for the first time was "MY GOD, she's real!" She is beautiful, stubborn and so much the diva. What would I do with out my Hannah.

This is for you Aunt Barb

My family every year has a family cook out and pitch-in, where we get together and enjoy each others company. My family is fun, loud, laughing, and loving (now you know where I get it). My family is pretty close, my father has four sisters and two brothers. I used to love naming them all off in order, still do, I could do this by age nine I think. Ann, Barbara, Bertha, Bill, Larry, Jerry, Janet, it's harder to type than to say. Ann my father's oldest sister passed away a couple of years ago, she was the quietest of the bunch. I always thought she was the classiest ladies I'd ever known. Barbara is the next in line. I grew up in church, every Sunday, morning and night. Every Wednesday night, and any special services we were there. If the preacher washed the windows we filled our pew. Aunt Barbie was the church pianist. From what I know she had very few lesson, she played by ear. My family is very musical, out of the seven children, they all sing a different part. Any time they got together they sang. Christmas was a particular favorite, and Aunt Barbie was always in the middle of it all, playing the piano. Never wanting to be in the spotlight, always backing everyone else up. In fact, she has the most beautiful alto voices you could ever hear. Once again, singing the harmony, making the spotlight sound better by her contribution. I love my Aunt Barbie like a second mother, and always wanted to be like her. I can't play the piano, but I do sing alto. I personally don't think I can hold a candle to her.
In my family, we inherit several things. A love of music, a wacky sense of humor, a strong sense of patriotism and loyalty, and aleshiemers. It is so prevalent that we joke about it. We say you start out with sometimers, then progress in to part-timers, before finally making it to allstimers.
Aunt Barbie has not been singing much anymore. She is very quiet, too quiet. It breaks my heart to see her slipping away. This bright, intelligent, loving woman.
Today we had the cookout just as always. Aunt Barbie was there, smiling, sitting by her husband trying to pick out the ones she knew from the ones she didn't. I kissed her as I left and told her I loved her. She told me she loved me, but I'm not real sure she knew who I was. Oh well, it still counts anyway right?

Doing battle at night.

Ok, so my daughter still had or has a sippy cup, and she doesn't sleep through the night. She sleeps in her own bed though. I was reading the blog of this poor woman, who said people were looking at her strange because her SEVEN month old wasn't sleeping through the night. I'm not telling anyone Hannah still doesn't at almost two. Maybe I should wear a bag on my head. The other day I realized that Hannah was still waking up about every three hours. So, I think to myself, it's time to take away the sippy at night. Plus, I want to start potty training. So I began this week. OHHH I need sleep. and I feel awful. "Mama milk. Mama C'mere." Note- I do go into the next room and sit, both rooms are open to the other. But at 4am I finally go to bed. She's still waking up every 3 hours or so. Got any suggestions?

Hannahisms

Today I dropped Hannah off at the babysitters, and prepared to go to work. Hannah has been doing a great job with her glasses. She rarely takes them off or messes with them. We just have one problem, she wants to look over them instead of through them. So, we remind her to either lift her chin or head or to look through her glasses not over them. She was looking over them and my babysitter daughter (who's sixteen) said "Hannah, look through your glasses not over them." To which my daughter replied "I know they're my glasses!" I couldn't see her face but I could have sworn she was rolling her eyes. I'm in so my trouble

Styling and Profiling before glasses 

Hannah & the Good Doc Wiener 

Funny Face 

Guess who's got her glasses?

We went to Doc Wiener's on Saturday and got Hannah banana's glasses, she looks so much older. That I'm not liking. She is doing really well with them. She leaves them on most of the time. The only trouble I've had with her is when we are riding in the car and she is bored. She wants to put them on top of her head like sunglasses. I had to take her to get them adjusted, she was looking over them. Poor baby, she's only got a little button of a nose, not much to hang glasses on. I have a picture of her but she is making a funny face. I'll post it and then hopefully get a couple of a better one from the 14 gazzillion, my mom and brother took. Bill (my brother) was so funny. He had her take a picture of everyone, that had glasses. He even got his own glasses out and put them on for a picture with her. Funny, I didn't know he had glasses.

Vomiting, fevers, and seizures, and other fun things!

My Daughter spent Tuesday night getting up every hour on the hour. Which is not too unusual, she still doesn't sleep though the night. Wednesday morning she got up, and I thought "utoh she feels hot," just before she threw up all the way through the house. I felt so bad for her. I clean her up and started cleaning up the house. She wanted to sit on the back porch, so I put some PJ's on her, the morning was chilly. It wasn't long before she went to sleep, and I started searching for the advil. We had just moved and I thought it was in the medicine cabnet but no luck. So, I called the babysitter, I thought I had some in the diaper bag. In the mean time, hannah woke back up. She was laying in my arms when she started having seizures. I, panicked, I told Tommy to get the truck and drive us to the hospital. He said we should go to the EMT that were around the corner. We drove over there and I ran in with her crying for help. I don't know if any of you have been through something like that but for me it was like seeing my life before my eyes. They cooled her down with an ice pack and some wet towels. She stop have the seizures and we headed for the hospital. She stopped crying about half way there and started looking out the windows. At the emergency room she had a blood test, catscan, and a urine test. The hospital called this morning she has a bacterial infection. She is taking antibiotics now. Maybe I should have put heartattacks in the title for me

Time on my hands.

I'm fianlly officially moved. We are in a small but ours apartment, that fits our small buget. Starting over from scratch sucks, but that's ok. Hannah is loving the back porch area where she can play. I just have to keep her off the stairs, there will be a gate there soon. She would rather play out there than do just about anything. I'm finding i have a lot of time on my hands with just the three of us. It's almost strange not worring about everyone else. We have no internet or cable so it's hanging out with the kid and playing. I need to get me some books.
Hannah was suppose to get her glasses this weekend. The eye doctor was so kind to her and my sister. We took him a present. Bless his heart, his name is Doc. Richard Weiner. When we went we had to wait for awhile and hannah kept wanting to get into the kisses i had bought for the good doc, i said "No, Hannah, those are our gift for Doc Weiner" and when he came out we thought Hannah was saying Come'mere, but then realized she was saying "Weiner" and she took him his gift and card. We will get her glasses later this week.
Hannah Banana's birthday is the 4th, of June. I can't believe she will be 2. I plan on getting her picture taken on her birthday. We did last year and they were so cute. I'll post them so you can see her pretty new glasses.
BTW, Nino & JerriAnn thank you so much for reading and commenting, you'll never know how much i appreciate you guys.

Glasses for Banana's

The other day I was in the grocery, when a man stop to comment to my daughter. This is not an unusual thing, she has huge blue eyes, and is darn cute if I do say so myself. She is also a very social little girl. Anyways, after commenting to her, he looked at me and asked if he could tell me something about her, and I not get mad. I said sure. He told me that his daughter, as a young one, had a lazy eye, and he thought Hannah had the same. Now, let me tell you something, My beautiful older sister at 18 months, one of her eyes crossed. You can not tell that now, and she is beautiful. Well, I looked at Hannah and got one of those gut wrenching, feelings. My sister grew up with thick glasses, and the kids teased her something awful. In fact, even to this day, (with men following her around like puppy dogs) she still doesn't think she is pretty. So, I went home and tried to think about what to do. I didn't want to say anything to my sis, because I knew it would upset her, but I had to think of some way to get Hannah in to see a Doctor. I couldn't sleep, that night, and it was a weekend and the adults were sitting around the table (remember I lived with my sis) They asked why I was up, and I told them I couldn't sleep, and explained why. My sister said she would take Hannah into the eye doctor she does some secretarial work for, and she joked that she would curse me if anything was wrong with hannah's eyes cause I named her after my sis, (middle name).
Well, consider myself cursed. A few minutes ago, I got a tearful call from my sis saying she had just picked out a pair of glasses for Hannah. She is very far sighted, and it's her right eye that is worse of the two, we thought maybe it would be her left like my sis's. She will have to have her glasses on all the time. Which should be interesting for a 23 month old. My sis is devastated, I'm not. I don't think.

A brief summary of events

Hello from the dark side,
just kidding. It isn't so dark just kinda gloomy. After reading my post from before i would swear i was a definite crab ass. I'm not just been in a funk. I have an apartment, YYEAAH, i just need to move in. Tommy's already there. It's going to be hard on my daughter to leave my live in family, especially my sister. She will eventually survive. And i know they will survive with out me. I am not eight weeks pregnant. I worry about bonding with this baby, i really still don't think is real. No worries it's real, i just always have trouble fathoming it. After i move i will have to get to the obgyn. I know it sounds horrible but i'm in no hurry. Am i an awful person?
By the way, i have no medical insurance, so that doesn't help. Well, the sun is trying to shine. Today my daughter has her shots, ooohh what fun. I think they are the last ones for awhile though. I hope your day is sunny & bright. JerriAnn too, i was thinking of you all this week i hope you are home recovering well.
JerriAnn2

ok, i'm back

Here is the low down. I've been a little brain dead lately and didn't know what to write. From what i can figure i'm about 6 weeks pregnant and still haven't told anyone but my boyfriend, and my daughter. My daughter, thankfully, isn't talking enough to spill the beans. Speaking of my hannah, i have a nagging feeling in the back of my head about her talking. I think she should be doing more of it, and she's just not. And she still drools something awful, she has all the teeth i think she should have. Am i being over protective? My daughter will be 2 in june, on the 4 th. Off the top of my head i think she says about 25, 30 words. She had ear infections, from early as a baby, and at 7 months i had tubes put in her ears. I've had her hearing checked once, the techs said it was fine, but she was so small i don't know how they knew. They set us both in a room and would look to see if she turned toward a sound, if she did they lit up these animals that played music, you know like the monkey that has cymbols. Which totally freaked her out. To me though she didn't look at the sounds untill the animal lit up. Come on is anyone out there? am i crazy???

Travel Pictures

When i found out the Illistration Friday theme this week i went to work. I came up with both of these. I love hot air ballons i think they are beautiful. The little girl in them is my cartoon version of my daughter. Don't think for one minute i would let hannah up in one of those things with out me. (she can't have all the fun) The fur ball with her is my poodle Pierre. He is in serious need of grooming at the moment so yes he does look like that. Oh, and if you don't think a little girl could have that big of blue eyes, especially with dark brown hair. Think again. My hannah can.

Travel 2 

Travel 1 

Ok, Who unleashed the Gas Fairy!!!

I know this is probably rednecked, and uncouthed, but who unleashed the Gas Fairy. The green haze coming from my backside will kill infants and small animals. It has just been officially declared a bio-hazard. The office of homeland security, is stalking me as we speak. Who did it? Who unleashed the Gas fairy? I want to know. It is not funny (giggle, snort) not funny at all (shaking uncontrolled glee)

Noodles, Pretzels, and other random thoughts!

I'm on a noodle kick, and no i don't think it's cravings. I didn't crave anything with Hannah, i told people i craved steak but thats only so i could get a good steak. I'm eating the Ramen noodles in a cup. You really can't beat them. Around here you can get a case of six cups for about $1.50. And there is lunch for the week, just add hot water. And stick pretzels, i could eat those 24-7, the little kind.
Last night my Hannah was walking around the house looking at me and saying "i white" She is getting a little more understandable. But my Chinese is just not that sharp. She kept looking at me and saying "Mama, i white." I thought maybe she was talking about the neighbors horse. She has three HUGE, horses. One of them is named Wiley, you know like the bugs bunny, road runner, Coyote. She loves this horse, and talks about him all the time. Any horse she sees, she calls "whilllee" So, i kept telling her, it was dark, and 'Whillee" was asleep, we would see him tomorrow. And she kept looking at me like i was an idiot. Then i noticed my niece was doing her homework, and it sunk in. She was saying "i write". I said "do you want to write" and you should have seen the look of "Finally this moron got it".
I've got 2 pictures for the illistration Friday. I want to get them colored, and i'm torn between which one to put on. Oh well, i better get busy on them it's Wednesday.

Two Red Lines

This weekend i saw the dreaded two red lines. It probably should be illegal to publish this on a bloc and not tell my family. But since this is my outlet, and i out about them a lot, they don't know i have a bloc. Ok, take a deep breathe, I am pregnant. This may seem kind of silly to someone else, but i was married for seven years and tried all seven to get pregnant, and nothing. I did not go though all the things that a lot of women do, my husband was not willing to even get himself checked out. Then, two weeks after i check my husband out, i find out that i'm not only prenant but 4 months prenant. Five months later, i get my beautiful gift from God, my Hannah. So, this one not quite 2 years later is another shock. Don't get me wrong, i still believe that this child is a gift. Sometimes i wonder if it's a gag gift, just joking. For years, i pray and cried for a child. And God laughed.....

Blue Thursday

The sun is shining bright, but i'm not. It's reflecting off my bosses car out side the door and about to blind me. I'm bored to death, and more than half depressed. The house that i wanted so bad has been rented to someone else, and once again i feel trapped like a mouse in a trap. Tommy told me last night he's about to give up, because he hasn't found the job that he wanted down here. I asked him if he was going to move back to his home town, which is two hours away and he said he didn't want to. I don't know what he wants me to do. I've looked at a couple of places,and called several more. If we would have rented the house that i wanted to we could have been in there by now. There is something else nagging me but untill i get confrimation on it i don't want to even say it, for fear it will be true. Lets just say, i have THE worst timing on the face of the earth. Can you go blind from glare?? lol It just seems to be a blue thursday, anyone feel the same way?

Illistration Friday- Crowded that is

The other day i was reading up on nino's blog when i saw her illistration. (it's so cute you should go look) anyway. She had something about a illistration Friday website. So, being the doodler that i am , i had to go check it out. It is really cool, you get a theme every friday. Then you submit an illistration of your interpretation of it. So i thought i would give it a whirl. This is about the 8th one of these i have done. I thought i had better get it on here and take the leap or i would chicken out.
I think it would be better colored, and maybe bigger so you can see the details better. It is a symbol of my life. I was done on white computer paper, with a #2 pencil. Everything on there is something that i love and crowds me all the same. (See i was so nervous my spelling is all off LOL)

Crowed  

Night Owl

Hey everyone.

I thought i would post the picture of my daughter with her easter shiner. That handsome man with her is my brother. Which is one of her favoritest peoples in the whole wide world. Women of all ages love him, and think he's really cute. To which i promptly say "EEEWWW!" but then he's my brother
Lately, i've been waking up at 1:30 a.m or 2 a.m. and i'm awake, wide awake. Hannah is starting to sleep better, (thank the good Lord) I should be sleeping to right. Oh well, you all should know by now i'm crazy.

Easter Shiner 

Easter Ramblings

Happy Bunny Day everyone! or whoever is actually reading any of this. It's been pretty much the same as any sunday around here. It's been raining several days, and rained today so no egg hunt. Maybe on Tuesday, it's suppose to be in the 60's here. I'm soo ready for spring. Woke up this morning and got dressed for church. Well, i got up and started getting ready. I don't get dressed till the last minute. I'm so graceful i would ruin my clothes and would have to start over if i got dressed first. I filled around 60 easter eggs with candy, and then when hannah banana woke up i got her dressed. Then me. Hannah's eye doesn't look as bad as i thought it originally would. She's got a bruise that looks like a cut on the side of her eyelid, and then it looks like she's good purple eyeshadow on. But everywhere i took her i still felt the need to explain that she fell. People stop me in the store to comment on hannah and her eyes, it does a mothers heart good. At least for the most part. It also scares me a little sometimes.
She is begining to talk, well be understandable more often. It's cute to see her start to jabber, she knows exactly what she is saying. No one else does though. I wonder if toddlers in China, jabber in english? Cause it sure sounds like she is speaking chinese.

whooo mom, bright light! 

Peyton Manning who? 

a shiner for Easter

well, hello, you'll never guess what my 21 month old is getting for Easter. That's right a shiner. I should have known. We have a saying in my family. "Murphy loves us, and Fate hates us!"

It was a pretty good day. I was feeling good. I'm almost into that new, old house. So, i tell my boyfriend. You are taking us out to eat. And being the delightful person that he is. (no reallly honestly) he only turned down 6 or 7 ideas before we settled on one. The food was pretty good. So, Tommy goes up to pay and i set my daugher down out of the high chair. She then proceededs to fall head first, well face first. Her fall was broken though by the side of a chair leg. She's crying and i pick her up and her eye is already swelling not a second after she falls. (Guilt bigg bigg guilt) So we head home for some ice, and tylenol. It didn't seem to bother her much then but now she is waking up crying in her sleep. She is so pitiful, and i of course can't sleep. I had her in my bed but then i was afraid she would tumble out. You know and hit the other eye. She looks like a prize fighter at the moment, eye swollen, not shut just at the top outer corner, like just before they stop a fight. Ok Ok i throw in the towel already.

My opinion (look out here it goes)

I was having a pretty good day, got the kids up and out early, got my daughter to the babysitter early. Life was good. Untill, i looked at my gas gauge. Blink, Blink, "LOW FUEL" Blink, Blink. Ok, i'm not started to hate the gas pump. I'm a single mother, living from one paycheck to the next, trying to get by. Now i have to put some gas in or i won't be able to get to work.
Ok, here goes my opinion. I think one day, lets say a Wednesday, we all don't buy gas. Get your gas the day before or after, but not on Wednesday. If you have to have coffee, go in and get it. I don't want to put people out of a job. But from the way i understand it, the managers only get money or bonuses from what they sell on the inside anyway. You know that the corproate offices get the money from the gas, and they compair it to the year before. So, they would have a loss. Something they definately don't like. And you can't tell me they can't lower those prices. So, i say we don't buy gas one, day a week for a couple of weeks. Then, if that don't get their attention. We do it for a month, and then 2 days a week. What to you think?
Fight the power! lol

What a house

What a house. It's huge, it needs work, we would only be renting it, but i want it. It is the old kind, it used to be apartments up and down. Now he will rent it, the whole house for the price of an apartment. I needs work, it is probably too big for the three of us.... but i want this house. Tommy says i must not jump into it. but i want this house. i'm being unreasonable, impractical. but I want that house. HELPPP!

Time to take the leap, but to what rock???

Ok, so i've been dating my tommy for a year. It's time to get a place together. Right now i live with my sister, and i know it sounds horrible but it's not. My sister and i are best friends.. Really, we are like two halves of one person. Anyway, i split with my husband and have been shareing a bedroom with my neice for over 2 years. I'm ready to have my own room. I want to be a big girl again. Oh, by the way, my daughter is also in the same room. I want privacy back. Tommy is delightful, wonderful. I know it's sickening but thats the way it is. Now just to find a place of our own. One that is close to the babysitter. and everything else. I'm looking at a house today. I'm hoping it will work. The price is right,but it is big. Can we afford to heat it? Is it too much for us. I really want my own place. Well, tune in tomorrow . Same bat time, Same batty channel.

What a day for a daydream...hmmm..humm

Ok, so here i go again, jumping in head first. I've looked at a few of these blogs and thought they were an interesting way to put down you thoughts. We'll see how opening everyday thoughts up to the whole world works.

First, before i ramble too much, let me introduce myself. My name is Jerri Ann. I am a separate, soon as i get the money, divorced woman of thirty-three. I am the mother of a beautiful daughter who is now 21 months old. She is my gift from God. She is the light of my life, the apple of my eye, and the pain in my behind. Her name is Hannah, and she looks just like Boo, from Monsters inc. Except she has the most beautiful blue eyes ever seen. (but i might be a little bias) I am dating a wonderful man, and hopefully will be soon moving in a new place with him.

That's about it for me. There are other non-important stats. That i will get to later.