I don’t have too much to say. My son has been crying nonstop again and we’re not sure why. The doctor saw him today and he’s not sure why either. He told me to go on and put him on cereal to see if maybe its tummy pains and if it improves. So yay! Today is Jack’s first day on rice. So far so good.
A bit of good news: I got a call with some positive news about my child support case .. but I won’t go into details of that until it actually plays out.

A bit of bad news (because it seems there ALWAYS has to be bad news to follow any good news. I feel like lately I’ve been stuck at a medium, not allowed to be completely happy or completely sad) is that I’ve been so tired lately .. I was driving yesterday, spaced out and ran up on a curb going about 45 mph. Needless to say it ripped a hole right in my tire! Now I have to buy a new one. JUST when I was slowly starting to get back ontop of my finances.

Second bit of bad news is that I think I’ve been fired from one of my jobs, but I’m not sure. If I have been it was a misunderstanding .. I hope it all gets worked out

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Lastly and irrelevantly some pics of me and the boy. Got my hurr did. They’re so blurry though

I really like these. I wish they weren’t blurry or I’d have them made into large pictures to frame and hang.

This big boy also throws tantrums. He screams at the top of his lungs when hes unhappy, but he’s also very sweet and smiles, laughs and coos A LOT now.

Also this big boy knows he needs fuel for his big strong body so overnight he went from being satisfied with 4 oz baby bottles to drinking (demanding) 6-8oz big boy bottles.

And wow this big boy cannot fit in my precious baby Jacks clothes anymore. Nope big boy wears size 6-9 even though hes only 2 months old because his body is so long now. He’s doubled in size and strength nearly overnight.

Wow, Big Boy, pleased to meet you. I didn’t see you coming so quickly, and boy did you give my the scare of my life today. You took away my sweet, still little baby and have given me Sid Vicious reincarnated. Just kidding, but you are wild and are keeping me on my toes now. Wow ..I’m a little sad, a little surprised. I didn’t have my tiny baby nearly as long as I would have liked to, but I love you just as much.

And now we take a lesson in baby-proofing ..

Ok, this is SO much harder than I thought it was going to be .. being a single mama to an infant. I never thought it was going to be easy, but damn it’s tough!

Jack and I are still staying with my mom while I heal from labor and I don’t know how it’s going to work when we come home. She relieves me for about 2 or 3 hours at night to get some sleep but during the day I’m on my own unless an aunt stops by to help out and wow it’s been so difficult trying to get back into the swing of things. I have no time to work nor do I have time to care for my self because the only way my son will be quiet most of the time is if I’m holding him, soothing him. I held him for 10 hours straight yesterday. He’s been sick lately with serious gas, lots of poops and tummy aches .. has has a doctor appointment tomorrow.
My mom and I don’t even cook so we eat fast food every day and man do I feel like crap. And it’s not helping me get rid of these 60 lbs of baby weight (and big fat gut and ass) any faster.

My mom and I are starting to butt heads because lately she keeps commenting on how horrible of a parent I am to Jack. If I swaddle him I’m torturing him cause it’s a baby straight jacket. If I give him gas drops to make him feel better it’s my fault that he broke out in a rash from something unknown last night. If I let him cry a little instead of stuffing a bottle in his mouth to shut him it’s neglect. It’s my fault she has an infestation of roaches that may crawl on the baby’s bottles. Grr.

The reason I’m home now is because I was watching my son. He was really cranky but he kept yawning so I said to him “Baby go to sleep! You’re tired and mommy is tired! Let’s rest!”

My mom overheard me and came in the room to snatch my baby away and said “Sorry, grandson, you got a mama who has no sense and doesn’t know how to treat you.
I told her to just shut it with the crap she pulls and give me my son back, but she said “No I’m keeping him” and locked herself up in her room with him .. so I came home to cool off and not scare my baby.

I’m surprised she went there especially since the other night I caught her yelling at my baby as he cried saying “Shut up boy! All you do is cryin like a little sissy and I’m tired of listening to you”

I was so pissed and asked her never to speak to my baby like that again. I’m never mean to my son and always gives him my very best.

I seriously feel like it’s time for Jack and I to come home but I don’t know how I’m going to survive.

Wish me luck mamas!