So over October

I love this time of year. October brings hope of cooler weather (when I say cooler I mean anything less than 90) , it brings hopes of holidays, and family time. But this year October has been nothing but bad news.

First things first on October 1st, our dear friend Randy was hit by a van as he was walking down the street. He is in a coma, has had his leg amputated, and has a trachea in his throat so he can breath. This is heart breaking. I've known Randy for 5 years but Darren has grown up with him. I couldn't imagine what I'd do if I was in Darren's place.

On October 3rd we get a call that Darren's grandmother passed away in her sleep. Monday Tuesday and Wednesday of this week are spent in Baton Rouge for the planning, the wake, and the funeral. Darren's grandpa isn't taking this so well. He wouldn't eat or drink for a week and is just now starting to eat small amounts of food.

On October 4th I get a call from my bff Amanda that our mutal friend's fiancee hung himself. The mutual friend found him. Again...I couldn't imagine what I'd do if I was in her place.

Darren leaves to go to Mississippi on October 18th.

I get in a car wreck on October 21st. My car is towed, I'm issued a ticket, and now I'm wondering what I'm supposed to do about all this wreck stuff.

Also my bff Amanda found out she was pregnant on the 20th and today she found out through blood work that her levels dropped and she is miscarrying the baby. She is devastated.

This month needs to hurry and end.

How many straws does it take to break the donkeys back?

The past few days have been really hard emotionally on me. Like stress wise I'm on a level 14. I can't even explain without making this a 1000 word entry. It's just so many little things that have been adding up and I have no body to really talk to them about. Last night I broke down and called my BFF at 10:30 before I went to a bar in my pj's to drown my sorrows. Thankfully, she stopped me. I don't think anyone wanted to see a crazy lady in her pj's. I talked to her for about an hour or so and I admit I felt relieved to talk about it but not anywhere close to feeling better. She thinks that stopping my hormone pills before I was supposed to has something to do with it but if it does it's a very small part. I have so much stuff on my plate and nobody understands. I don't even want to bore y'all with the details.

I just wish me and my baby could get away for a few days. She always makes me feel better. It's like her smile and giggles have magical healing powers. Her sweet kisses and hugs can wash all my stress away for the time being. I'm so glad I'm off tonight. I'm in desperate need of some play time with Calleigh. Hopefully this weekend rejuvenates me because honestly I don't know how much more I can take :(

I may hate white cabinets but I love magic erasers

Oh dear last night was horrible! I cleaned my kitchen for 3 hours before throwing in the towel and eating dinner. I still have to clean the microwave and wipe down my fridge and stove, sweep and mop the kitchen then it's done. And the Mr. Clean Magic Erasers are my new favorite cleaning toy.

Today I have to clean both bathrooms, wipe down my couch (is it possible to clean microfiber? I shall google), wash all sheets, dust living room, dining room, and dining room light, clean 4 more ceiling fans, clean Calleigh's room, and then finally clean my room. Oh dear...I feel nauseous!

Anyway...so last night after I ate dinner I was playing with Calleigh. I was holding her and had her bent over backwards and was tickling her stomach. As she was laughing I noticed that her 4 teeth nubs up top have turned into full fledged teeth! I tried my hardest to get a pic but she wouldn't let me. So my little bitty 9 1/2 month old now has 6 full fledged teeth, and 1 little bitty nub on bottom trying it's hardest to come in. She'll have a mouth full soon!

I'm trying to think of a way to ween her off the bottle. So far, we've tried 3 different sippy cups and she hasn't liked any of them. She'll drink a little but she still prefers to drink out of a normal cup! Ugh...this bottle battle is going to be horrible. I believe once I find a sippy she likes, she'll give up her day time bottles. But her night time bottle is a whole different ball park! She NEEDS it to go to sleep. AND YES I KNOW TO WAIT TILL SHE'S A YEAR OLD TO TAKE THE BOTTLE FROM HER but with only 2 months left (aaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!) it's better to start trying sippy cups now than wait till later!

Calleigh has a baby cousin!

Well our cousin BJ and his wife Theresa had their baby girl Riley Augustine on 1/20/10 at 1:57 A.M. weighing in at 20 3/4 inches 8.15 pounds!!! A huge congratulations to them. I can't wait to meet her. We might go there this weekend or next weekend. They're not being released to go home until tomorrow morning and they don't know if they'll be up for visitors this weekend or not yet.

Well Calleigh makes 4 months next Thursday and I think we'll be trying cereal soon. We'll see how it goes. I had a dream last night that she was feeding herself some type of orange baby food and it was all over her....can't wait to actually get something like that on camera and on our camcorder.

Well nothing new to really update with. Calleigh is starting to giggle alot now and she always has a grin on her face when you look at her. She's been really fussy at night lately though. I'm not sure if it's teeth or if it's the fact that she doesn't nap at my mother-in-law's during the day.

My MIL is still really on my ass about feeding Calleigh cereal in a bottle. She's even told me that she's going to go buy baby food and cereal and oatmeal and just start feeding her that stuff herself!!! I told her I just wouldn't bring Calleigh over there if she was going to be like that. That's my fricken child and I want to be the one to feed her stuff like that first. That might sound stupid but that's something important to me. Especially if this is going to be our last baby like I'm thinking it's going to be. I've told her that nobody puts cereal in bottles anymore unless the pedi okays it for whatever reason. She claims that if mother's listened to pedi's all the time then our children would starve. I honestly can't stand having to give her reasons for how I want to do things. It really aggrivates me. Sometimes I just want to tell her to STFU and grab my baby and leave...

Fat feet :(

I refuse to go shoe shopping for the rest of this pregnancy!!
I went to payless last night to get a pair of strappy low heel sandals and I had to go up a half size and get a wide!! My feet aren't swollen, but they have gotten bigger I guess?

I feel like I live in a freaking hotel

Okay so I've made a few comments about our buddy J who has been staying with us since JANUARY!! right? Well Darren's uncle C has also been staying with us the past few weeks. They both are working with us right now and Uncle C only has a few more weeks of work to do on the project he's working on so he'll be out of our hair soon. But I am honestly ready to pull my freaking hair out. I am trying to get custody of my cousin Britt. She has been staying with us all summer and I do not mind her being there one bit. At all. I love this girl to death. She helps me out so much, it's unreal. She washes the dishes without me asking her to, she has the house clean when I come home from work, she even picks up after D, J and Uncle C (even though I've told her NOT to). She walks my dog and takes good care of him too. This girl is such a huge help and I couldn't imagine making it through this long summer without her. So with me, D, Britt, J, Uncle C that makes 5 people staying in my little bitty house.....
I don't know how much longer I can take it before...
I move out
I kick someone out
I light my house on fire to get them all out

I thank God that I am working tonight so that I can have a break from all the male moodiness that is in my house tonight. I hope I close and I hope they are all asleep when I come home from work.

Sorry for the rambling..it probably doesn't make sense but I don't know how much longer I can take being HOTEL DE SPROLES!!!!!!!!

Tired of freeloaders..

I'm so ready for our "room-mate" to move out. He's been staying with us since right before Christmas and seriously..I can't take it much longer. He hasn't even looked for a place yet but he's looking for a new truck???!!! WTF?

We told him he could stay with us for a few months until he found a place. He agreed to pay us X amount of money, help out around the house and help out on groceries. He has given us maybe $300 and helped out on groceries two or three times since moving in. He's cooked once and done ZERO dishes. I don't expect him to wash dishes all the time but come on now...if me and Darren are at work all day and all night, he is the only one home from 5-10ish...the dishes he dirties (which are the only ones in the sink) he should wash..right?

I'm so frustrated and I don't know how to talk to him about finding a place. I've tried hinting around to Darren but he obviously isn't getting it. I feel like it's going to come down to me having the talk with him but I don't want it to be like that.

One guy from our work has already asked him if he felt like he was overstaying his welcome and if that's the reason why Darren was always so aggrivated at work or if that's why we were starting to argue more. J seriously freaked out and started...crying...yeah crying! He left work early bc he was so upset..he called me crying asking if I or Darren had said anything to that co-worker. Of course we hadn't, that was just our co-workers opinion.

I feel so bad having to complain about him on my blog but Darren just isn't getting it and I've gotta talk to someone about it. I'm noticing that I'm kinda snappy and very short with J at home and at work. And that actually makes me feel bad. I think it's time for him to atleast start looking ya know...

Anyone have any advice???
ugh...okay vent over!

Just venting...

I've had a headache since last night and I hope it goes away soon. If not, I'll have to turn off my office light and lay my head down. Yes, it hurts that bad! It all started when I came home last night from work (I've been up since 5:30ish, and I work 2 jobs!) Well I pull up at home and D and his friend J are big chillen outside at 10:00. No big deal...I go inside, heat up my cold pizza dinner, walk in the living room and they already have the damn xbox turned on. Okay, no big deal. I go in the bedroom and watch the news. After I'm finished eating I realize I have two loads of clothes to fold and I need to wash a load of darks and towels so I start the darks. I then notice the kitchen is a mess so I start cleaning. I even put up the bags from walmart from when they went shopping while I was at work but didn't ask if I needed anything..I need breakfast, lunch, and waters. Then it hits me...D didn't have to work tonight...why the hell am I cleaning up the house and doing all this when he's been home since 5??? I ask him if he'll walk my dog so I can take a shower. He says sure but doesn't budge off the couch and doesn't put the xbox controller down. I stood there for a few more minutes...I give up and walk my dog myself. At this point my head is pounding and I'm so mad I can't even talk to either one of them. They pick up on this when their stupid asses are asking me if I want to watch tv now...no..it's almost 10:30 and I still need to take a shower. Well D asks if he can come take one with me and I told him he could if he really wanted to. He asks what my problem is and I let him know...he had nothing to say back. I get out the shower and I start texting my friend B to try and let off some steam so my pregnant emotional ass doesn't say something stupid to D. After a little while D asks if we're talking about him..no not anymore..can I read the texts he asks....sure if you really want to.... He reads them, gets pouty and gets up..goes lay down. Oh freakin well...if you didn't wanna know then don't ask to read my texts!! I'm not mad anymore this morning...I just still have my headache and I'm still aggrivated. If I have to work 2 jobs and two grown men are at home while I'm not...I shouldn't have to come home and do diddly freakin squat!!! Okay vent over...well for today...gosh I'm hating these emotions more and more every day...I need a xanax!

One thing I'm already tired of...

It hasn't even been a week yet since we told everyone about me being pregnant and I'm already sick and tired of hearing "are you nervous because of what happened the last time?" I swear if one more person asks me that I will rip their throat out!! I am trying my hardest not to compare this pregnancy to the last. Every pregnancy is different and what happened with Wyatt was nothing I could of done to prevent. It's not like I could stick my hand up my vagina and untie the umbillical cord myself...come on!! People really need to think about what they are saying/asking before they open their damn mouths. Seriously...listen to how it sounds..think I really want to hear that? Okay..my rant is over...damn the hormones!

On another note...the kids were really excited when we told them. B wants a little brother. He says 2 sisters are enough!