Ok so wow, what an insane 2 weeks its been since I last posted. I almost don't know where to start.

The insanity I guess. Lets do this in order of occurance shall we? Flash back to last Sunday. I'm at work. There's a lady there who drives us all insane. Her misconseption of a CNA is personal servant and she seriously had no patience. Here's a bit of what it was like:
"Honey, can you see if I have some peanut butter crackers. I'm so hungry, I didn't eat my dinner cuz I didn't like it. (pause for 2 seconds) I ain't eat all day, will you see if I got some crackers. (pause for 2 seconds) I'm hungry. (pause) I didn't eat my dinner and I'm so hungry, I didn't like it." repeat this series until you finish changing her friggin diaper and hand her the damn crackers. Here's the thing. She eats constantly. She 100% of her meals dispite what she says and hardly more than 1/2 an hour goes by between snacks. Constantly. K, so we're at work. I'm putting my people to bed. I'm in the middle of dressing a lady when I hear the code blue. I swear and tell her I have to go its an emergency. Take off down the hallway to Munchy's room. She's on the floor, the nurses are doing cpr but she already looks lifeless. I ask what happens, has she choked cuz she always eating. No one knows. The nurses hands are shaking, she's freakin out over CPR. I jump in and take over chest compressions. Anyone ever done CPR for real? Let me tell you its haunting. I felt her ribs break, I heard them crack and I'll never forget it. Nor her face. I was calm, cool, knew what to do. Did 10 rounds of compressions before I let someone rotate in. It was to no avail. She died. Cause of death? She choked to death on a PBJ. Some of the sandwich finally came up as the paramedics arrived, but it had already been about 12 minutes with no oxygen to her brain. If we had got her back she'd have been a veggie. That was Sunday.

Wednesday. Work again. Those massive friggin storms. I'm again putting people to bed. I've got 2 left and I'm done for the night. I was just in a lady's room and we were talking about the storm and the hail. I step into the hallway and have a similar conversation with the nurse. Then the fire alarm goes off, the doors swing shut. Well, shit. So I start closing everyone's doors and getting everything/one out of the hallways. Not once does anyone call a code red or say where its at over the intercom. So me and the nurse are hanging out. We see some of the other CNAs from the other side of the wing. We open the fire door to see what's up. They inform us C wing just came over and said it was a sprinkler on TCC. Well double shit. So we start checking the rooms again. I find it. One of the bathroom's ceiling is black around the sprinkler and kinda smoky. No fire, no water coming out of it. But its hot in there. Joy. So I unplug the lady's bed and roll her out in the hallway. Now the bathrooms on either side of the room and 2 rooms down are getting hot. Sonofabitch. Evacuate. No we're all running. Get everyone up out of bed and up to the nurse's desk on the other side of the fire door. Run, run, run. We do it. Evacuated 20 people in less than 5 minutes. Fire dept comes they search and search. No fire, lighting stike electrical damage. That's what the burn and heat is from. But still have to wait 50 minutes for them to verify. Now its start from scratch and put everyone to bed. *sigh*

Mom calls and says I need to Tony asap after work. She's got Tonya's lot cuz she had to run Preston to Children's. He's running at 101.5 temp. Very serious in a month old. They never actually did figure out what was wrong with him. He got to come home last night. His temp was stable and his white count was down to 1500 from 5000. So whatever it was they nipped it in the butt before it got him really sick.

We've got a bid in on a house it in pre-forclosure. We got the call Wednesday too that the bank had verbally approved our offer and want to close as soon as possible. So hooray! We're getting a house... hopefully... this time. Lol.

There's more but this post is already long and the boy is screaming because he's not the center of attention, and I need to go to town before work. le sigh. I need a day off.

Ok, so I'm hoping to look at some real houses today. We've been approved for a home loan through Wells Fargo for an already built house. So out with the plan of moving down on my parent's land. We're just going to buy. This has involved much panic and pulling of the hair and a small battle with H&R Block since they royally f*cked up our taxes. But things should make sense now. So let us hope.

My day off is full of non-relaxing things to do. I must clean the house since I've not been home during the day for a week the house is trashed. wow, bad grammar and I don't care. I must go massive grocery shopping. Go to my CNA 2 class, and hopefully look at those real houses. I'm tired already just thinking about it.

Tony said mama! woo! I'm a rockstar.

so it seems I'm on schedule to do monthly updates. Well ok.

The whole house thing is frustrating as hell. We finally got everything situated with the county, I bought the building permit and we're just waiting to schedule a closeing. And then the gods look down and say, ahahaha-no cookie for you. I finally get the salesman to tell me the price of the house, after harassing him for weeks and being told, we're there we're there. Suddenly the price of the house is an extra 186 bucks a month. So we're pretty much telling him where he stick this house and starting from near-scratch all over again. Haven't told the salesmen all this in its entirity. He seems all shocked and suprised that we were upset. We told him all along he changes prices on us at the last minute and we'd walk. So he's all, oh, well I have 6 other houses with about 4-500 less square feet that would be in your price range. Yeah... bite me. I'm going to another salecenter. Also that building permit I bought... 275 bucks of useless now. joy.

Tony's rocking around all over the house. The boy is mobile and fast. he's pulling up to standing on anything he can get his hands on. Many bumps on the head have ensued because of this. He's had many adventures this week, including playing in the dirt, attempting to eat a flower, and playing in the water hose. He's learned to make his walker go forwards instead of backwards too, playing patty cake, and waving bye-bye. Still no mama but plenty of babbling going on. He's just too sweet and too friendly with everyone he meets.

Tonya had her baby. He's supposedly bigger than Tony was but he doesn't look it. He's also not as cute as Tony and that's not just me being biased. I make preetier babies. She however does better in labor in delivery. That turd. I pushed and screamed and cried for nearly 6 hours. They were coming to tell me we were both to exhausted and distressed to continue when he suddenly crowned as the doc openned her mouth. Tonya, however, pushed 6 times and there he was. Took about 15 minutes. She still looked great. Not sweaty, hair still neat, all alert and smiley. If you see the pics of me moments after Tony was born I look like I'm coming off a 3 day drunk. I'm jealous. But Tony's cuter so I still win.

Well, off to shower and then go to look at some houses.

So life has been life like. The boy makes me smile each and everyday and he's just getting to be so darn big and cute! DaPatty needs to see this darling mess I call my son. He'll have you crackin up.

He's taking after his daddy in being head-strong and independant. He's an expert sitter now and dying to crawl. He can stand holding on to something if I put him there. He's loving solid foods and thats where the stubborn part is coming in. Oh I can't feed him. Noooo, big boy has to feed himself. I'm only allowed to help. I may put the food on the spoon and hold it before him. He grabs the spoon as I hold it and brings it to his open mouth and then pulls it out and releases so more food may be put in it. If I just try to put it in his mouth he clamps down and nothing shall pass. Very gandalf-like. He's still trying to talk but hasn't said those two little words: ma ma. looks like his first ones are going be poppop for my dad. grr!

The house stuff has been on hold due to an epic battle with the county regarding an easement from the road and a tree. Hopefully the tree situation has been solved and we can get the stupid letter for the easment typed up now. Why one had to wait on the other and why its taken 2 weeks to get the tree cut and it will take 3 days to type said letter is still beyond me. For crying out loud I'm writing this post in about 10 minutes considering I'm dealing with hte boy right now too. I'm sure I'm perfectly qualified to type this letter but nooo, thier people are going to do it. I just wish they'd say go forth and build. The builder guy said to us if he'd get the go ahead and have good weather we'd get to move in 2 weeks after he started. So far my official opinion is the county planning board sucks.

Work is work-like. I'm back to watching Buffy. Got season 3 and Angel 1 at the Wallyworld for cheaps. hooray and stuff. Also bought some new tires for my car. Note to self, tires are friggin expensive! Nick's sick, I want pizza, the baby's asleep now and the living room looks like hell. Its an awful-beautiful life.

Its been one of those nights. I wish someone would hug me. Tony needs me and I suppose that's really enough.

Sooo, we went to the flea market last weekend. I didnt really get any house cleaning done, and haven't done much since then. I've just sorta taken a bit of break that I needed.

My 25th birthday has come and gone. What's is like being a 1/4 of a century old? Alot like it was last year.. just kinda passed over and I feel no different. Oh well. Birthdays stopped being fun quite awhile ago.

Nick and I are starting to get a bit excited about our new place. We've had the soil sampled and the surveyors out. Though they're coming again today cuz we have to move our property line. I'm really looking forward to being somewhere permanant. Its been great this past year being in a place of our own, now it will be nice to be in a place that is ours. No more moving. Do you know how incredibly wonderful that sounds to me? It sounds like heaven.

We've had plenty of drama to go around at work in the past week or so. One of the girls from my CNA class got fired. Yeah, apparently she didn't know that sticking a wash cloth in a guys mouth so he wouldn't bite her is considered gagging him, which is considered abuse... yeah. duh there. Also one of our nurses attempted suicide one night. She went in the med room and downed a bunch of pills, her's not the resident's but still. One of the CNAs saw her take some pills and another one heard her on the phone telling her preacher goodbye. So the ambulance and the cops were called and she was taken away. We've got new residents who are driving me absolutely insane, and some of the old ones are stepping up to make me want to scream as well. And then there are some like Ed who just make you happy to be at work. Also another guy has chosen me as his favorite. I don't know why but he gets mad at everyone else except me. Even if I'm the one doing whatever is pissing him off, he yells at the other person helping me. heh. I'm a rockstar.

Also, my car keys have been missing fora week. I have no idea where they are and they haven't surfaced in my attempts to locate them. Nor has my work badge. So far no one has noticed I'm not wearing one. V. sneaky I am.

Tony's poor little teeth just wont breath through. I've felt them there below the surface for months now. He's trying so hard, but they're just there below the surface. He's trying so hard to be mobile and sit up straight. He just sort of lops over and rolls. He's an olympic class roller though. Can get across the living room in no time at all. He's loving solid foods and getting onto a schedule finally. We've tried all the stage 1 fruits and all the veggies except green beans. He's just such a happy baby and too cute for his own good. He makes me smile alot. He's also sleeping in his crib now at night. I'm doing ok with that. lol.

I must go to work now. Tomorrow is my day off which is awesome.

*note* I started this really really early this morning as I was waiting for Nick to get ready for work*

I have a statement to make to all those who do not have children. If you cherish your sleep, don't have any. I love my little booger indefinitely but man do I miss getting a full 8 straight! I awoke to screams of pain and terror at 6 am this morning, a mere 2 hours after giving him a bottle. There was no satisifying him. I tried changing him, a passy, tylenol and a teething tablet incase it was his teeth, and burping. Nothing. So finally I decided to try a bottle though he had no reason to be hungry yet. He took one tug on the bottle and ripped the biggest fart I've ever heard him have (and believe me he's a contender) So now Nick's getting ready for work and he's still in his swing working on that bottle on the other side of the living room and I still hear him just farting away over there. No wonder he screamed, that's alot of gas for a little tummy. .... and there's the finally. Now I must go change him...

So now it's later in the day. We're happier. Mommy took Daddy to his car, came home and got some more Zzzs. We've watched Monday's episode of House and 24 and are all caught up. Tony is talking up a storm to me, I just wish to God I knew what it was he was trying to say. He's trying out all the consonants. We've done the Ls, Ys, Gs, Bs, Ds, and Ms. Now he's working on the Ws and razzberries. He managed ma-ma-ma-ma this morning and then da-da-da-da but not in the sense of saying mama or dada. Still its cute.

Work is work like. I took the boy up there yesterday on my day off and he was a hit. I actually get my raise on friday. They forgot it off my last paycheck so I get it this time and retro pay for what they owed me on my last check and my overtime. so yay for extra money.

I went shopping yesterday with some of our income tax money. We're totally out of debt btw except for my school loans thanks to that. *dance of joy* I got a new digi camera, spent too much money on Tonya's baby shower gift and new pots and pans for my kitchen. I learned a valuable lesson. I killed one of my pans in the process of making a ham. Yeah, I baked a ham, like the kind you have a easter or christmas. Anyway... I always wondered why people got those flimsy aluminum ones for such things. Now I know. there's about 1/2 inch of baked/burnt on ham juice and pinapple juice. Which is sad... cuz it was a good pan! There's no hope. I've soaked it in the water and cleaning solution for 3 days. Its dead. I'm calling it. You will be missed.

My house is a bit of mess cuz I've been busy and I worked this weekend. I try to do some damage control in the morning but I've running errands with buying the house stuff and dealing with lil teether here. But this weekend it is on! gonna get everything ship shape, and maybe go to a flea market as a reward to myself.

so I'd totally rather be asleep right now, but there's a certain someone who shall remain cute but nameless that has other plans. Those plans consist of squealing at unnaturally high pitches and blowing razzberries at me. hehe.

I've been exhausted this past week. I put in 12 hours of overtime at work, which will look very nice on my next paycheck. I'm liking what I do and I got my certificate in the mail yesterday, so I'm official all the way around. woo! course this means the house is a train wreck and I have to use my day off today to fix it. grr. but what are ya going to do.

Tony had his 4 month check up yesterday... even though we're only about 2 weeks from 5 months but close enough. He got an A++ from the doc, and she even thinks we're going to be able to take him off the nutramagin formula. He's doing pretty well with eating his cereal from a spoon. Mom mixes in a bit of fruit so its not as nasty and he likes that too. Then he went to go see Maw and puked on her. Which I thought was kinda funny, I mean how often do you get to puke on your great-great-grandma?

The house search is going semi-well. We're down to 2 possibilities. One we really really want and one we'll be okay with. still waiting to get the tax refund back and then things will get shiny and awesome.

New pics of the boy!

blue eyed baby

So things are finally looking up for us. I think we're going to be just fine.

Saturday I took my state certification test for CNA. I occured after a day, er rather night from hell I should say. We had 3 people for the whole floor. I had 20 patients by myself! I was there til 11pm. Didn't get to sleep until 1am, and had to get up at 6 to be ready to get tony to my mom's and be in Knoxville by 8 to take the test.

Got the results on Monday. I'm certified! wooo! I get a pay raise, which is awesome. Monday I also managed to get out of jury duty. double woo!

Then yesterday I was off of work. Nick and I went to Oakwood homes to see about getting a place. Mom and Dad are going to give us an acre to offer up as a downpayment. we're just waiting for word from the bank to see how much we're approved for.

also yesterday we went to file our taxes. We were expecting to get a good refund because of the boy. boy did we ever! we also requested the first time home buyer loan the government is offering with the taxes. So that nice little chunck of change combined with the boy refund, we're getting a whoping 11,000 and some odd! yeah, I typed that right. 11,000 friggin dollars! Holy shit, yo! we;re going to get totally out of debt, get some stuff for our new home, and put some in the bank for Tony's future.

Its been a fabulous last few days. I'm hoping the good times keep rolling.

Also I've just recently discovered Heroes. Nick got it for me for Valentines Day, and its some good crack! We're only watching it when we're together so its taking forever due to our work schedules. Its driving me nuts. I want to know what happens now! I hear the seasons after the first one are a real let down. I hope that's not right, cuz I'm diggin the show.

Egads I'm still alive?! who'da thunk it...

Heh, so I've been reading just not posting. Haven't had a whole lot of time for much of anything beyond work and doting on that little angel of mine. I can't even believe I'm a little over a week away from him being 4 months old!! Its going by so fast. He's squealing with delight on a near constant basis now. Still hates being on his tummy so not much in the scooting/crawling corner. He can however pull himself up to standing if he's holding my hands and just stand there all grinning and happy about it. He has quite got the hang of rolling over yet, still getting stuck on his shoulders. And he's cutting his 2 bottom teeth. They've been there for about 2 weeks now just waiting to finish poking through. I've been using these natural teething tablets instead of orajel. Though one of the ingredients in them is belladona.. which makes me think of Practical Magic and break into You Were Always on My Mind, and Lime in da Coconut. mwahaha.

Work is work like. I'm on evening shift now and its way more pleasant for me than day shift. Days were just too hectic, on evening shift I get to know my people. Its also not near as bad changing a grown ups diaper as I thought. I'm supposed to take my state certification test Feb 7th, so wish me luck. It will be nice to make real money for what I'm doing rather than minimum wage. I miss getting to see and hang out with Nick much, but honestly we could use the extra I get for working evenings. My weight loss plans are still kinda in neutral. I'm trying to get a hang of this new job and schedule. Also have been summoned for jury duty, need to write a letter to get out of that asap. Alas, dung beetles. Off to do some dishes, get ready for work, and lvl my tailoring on WoW. I've go a full day ahead of me.

yeah, so I've again been out of the loop and mad crazy busy. Here's what's happening

Christmas came and went. We did manage to have a small Christmas after all even if Nick's Christmas bonus didn't stretch us nearly as far as we'd hoped. But people got the baby stuff and that's more important than getting us more stuff. He mostly got clothes and diapers which is exactly what we got him this year cuz, hey he ain't gonna know that sucks. lol. I did, however, have a new experience that I really enjoyed. We did Christmas here at our house. I made a bunch of food, all of it from scratch and it earned me many men singing my praises. We had Jeff, Josh, Ian, Zach, Benny, and Jeanie over to eat. I may also state with firm confidence that I am a chicken God. I made some kick ass fried chicken that night, and then last night I made some fanfriggintastic sweet and sour chicken. Oh yeah, I rock.

Class is going pretty well. I was thiiiiis close to being the only one to pass taking a blood pressure, but I was off by 2mm. No one else got that close though, still when you're attempting to dazzle and amaze it helps to get it right. We spent Christmas eve on the lovely topic of elimination. We even went over colostomy bags and how to clean them. I was being bad and trying not to giggle cuz the only thing I could think was of that darlin blue-eye simian "homefront security, england durring WWII, a bunch of old englishmen with colostomy bags and pitchforks shout 'I did it, captured Rudolph Hess personally. Threw my colostomy bag, covered him in shite and shouted ' get out of that fokker, you fucker!'" mwahaha, I'm evil.

We took the baby to Olan Mills yesterday to get family portraits made. It would figure that he's getting sick and refused to smile for any of the pictures, but oh well. We're getting an excellent deal on the pics and pics for the whole year. so hooray!

I also came to a realization today. I am truly and honestly happy with my life. I'm in love with my husband who works so hard to provide for our family. He's in love with me. We've got a beautiful son who makes the world shine just a little bit brighter with each little grin. I want to explode everytime I look at him, I just love him so much. No, life's not perfect, its not even close. but the little things that are so important to me are there, and I'm happy with what I've got.

Bring on the new year and whatever it may bring. I'm ready to see what's lying in store. Now, off to upload new baby pics and then catch some Zzzs before class in the morning. Much love everyone, happy holidays, and peace.

So I'm a few days into my CNA class... Oh yeah, I got into a class, quit the school and am attempting to get my certification. Its kind of a risk cuz theres no gaurantee that I'll be chosen for clinicals to get to to try for certification. So it is possible that after 2 1/2 weeks Ill have absolutely nothing as far a job goes. I dont think that will happen but yeah...

Tonys had his 2 month check up, he has grown another inch and gained some weight. He's now 11bls 3oz. He's bled like crazy with his immunization and slept for a bit, but then he was over it. He's giggled twice, once when nana was talking to him and another when I was giving him a bath. Hes still having the occassional tummy ache but they seem to have decreased. His ears are also better.

Nick got his kicka de ass Christmas bonus today which means we're not royally screwed up the ass and can have Christmas after all! hooray!

Also pictures are up on my myspace page. They've actually been up for awhile I just haven't posted lately.
for Berea pics

My little man

Also I have the plague. I don't think it will cause my death though I can't be entirely sure.

just cuz

( memes! )

I'll be doing the music poem too as soon as i get back on the big comp with the good variety of music on it. also to post those pics i was talking about.

So in cleaning out the storage building on Sunday I came across 6 undeveloped rolls of film in a drawer of stuff. I took those rolls to Walmart yesterday and had them put on CDs. I just got done looking at them and holy crap y'all. They're all kinds of woolgathering and shenanigans from back in the day when there were concubines.. no, really though most of them are stuff from Berea.

The gang at Marios, going bowling with CAB, getting Jessica ready for the swimming, the venture to Kings Island, going to see RotK in costume.. and so many other things. Pictures of Eli, the many faces of daPatty, and one fabulous one of theAmy all crunked out. That one time when I was steppin for BME, and sewing parties in ER. Or the winter I spent dressed like a hobbit and thus earning my nickname. ;p Classics. You know, as much as I hated Berea I really miss it and my homies. I miss the good times and having all my peeps within walkin distance and the many adventures such conveniences led too. I miss y'all. One of these days when we're all rich we really do need to plan a getaway. ... Or a trip to Disney World when I'm not a week away from spitting out a kid, lol!

Happy Birthday to a Patty just in case I don't get back on before then. I lush you, lady. Soon as it gets warm we're going flea marketing in London.

Be watchin my Myspace page for the pics I'm talkin about, I'm going to try to post them soon.

Back to work, it sucks giant balls. We looked into me quitting my job and seeing what kind of government assistance we'd be eligible for. Sadly it was nothing except WIC. So the fact that I won't actually get any of my paychecks until December 18 because they're taking out insurance premiums I owe from my leave pretty much screws us massively for December and Christmas. Falalalafreakin A.

Little man is doing pretty well. Its been bumpy since his last check up and the thrush. He's still got it in his cheeks but its off his lips and tongue. He is having tummy issues though. Lots of crying over gas and some constipation. But he's cooing now and smiling. He loves to lay on his back and play. Not a huge fan of tummy time but we're woking on it

Today I've been busy. I've folded laundry, cleaned the kitchen, and gone through the storage building and sorted through the clothes in there. It will be nice to wear non-maternity clothes again now that I've found them. whee.

suck.

I'm like lonely as soon as I'm by myself. If Nick's not here with me, I want my mom or someone else to come over as soon as possible. I don't want to be alone at all. I mean, yeah the baby's with me, but I just want another adult there. We don't even have to talk or be in the same room. If I go over to mom's she may be in the kitchen or outside, and I"m in with the boy watchin TV. That's fine, I know she there and it makes me feel better.

Today, I stayed at home all alone until almost 6:30pm. I tried to get mom to come over but she couldn't get away from the stuff at her house. Nick was volunteering for the V, and none of my friends ever come over. Finally, after trying forever to get Tony to stop screaming I went over to Mom's. She calmed him down somewhat, but he's still not a happy camper after yesterday's Dr visit.

I also have fun mood swings. I don't want to go anywhere, but I want out of the house. I want to show off the boy, but I'm afraid to take him places cuz he might get sick. I want to go over to my friend's house, but some still haven't even made an effort to see the baby in the month since he was born so I kinda feel like screw it. That make me a bad person? Then there are nights where I just want to take Tony over to Mom's and not be a mom for awhile, but as soon as I leave him I feel guilty, wonder if he's ok, and end up going back to get him pretty quick. Often skipping chores or stops at the grocery store I promised myself I was going to accomplish while I was kid free. I just want to hold him all the time and keep him right with me where I know he's safe.

I am happy to say his medicine does seem to be helping him. He slept almost 4 hours straight twice last night. Which meant I got sleep too. yay! Yet I'm still tired. heh. it will all work itself out soon... i hope. I love being a mommy, but let me tell you its waaaay different from anything I've ever done before. But I think I'm doing a pretty good job even if I am still learning.

I get angry over stupid things, and things I should be mad over I just don't have the energy to care. I'm ready for my hormones to be back to normal.

So, Tony had his 1 month physical today. He's grown a full inch in the month he's stared at the light of day, and ate his way up to a happy 9lbs 3oz. They officially diagnosed him with reflux and prescribed meds for it, then informed me that said reflux had caused him to have an ear infection. That was why he's been so extra needy the last few days. He also got antibiotics for that. And then... he got a shot.

And they made me hold his leg out straight and still so they could stab him! I aided and abetted in the stabbing of my son! He cried, oh god he cried, and then I started crying. The nurse tried to make me feel better saying it was all for his health and I was helping him in the long run. I still felt bad and cried. Makes me glad that Mom is taking him to his 2 month physical cuz he'll get 4 shots at that visit. Ack, I don't know that I could handle it. Poor little guy.

He seems to be doing well on his meds. Takes them without any fuss at all! They just make him really sleepy and I worry about messing up his schedule he's finally on. But tonight, screw it. He got stabbed and has an ear infection, he gets special treatment tonight.

My little man is so sweet. I love him.

An update on the boy's tummy issues. They're more under control now, he went with my mom to the chiropractor's office last Thursday. She used her voodoo magic to determine that he was in fact not compatible with the soy formula, or in fact any other formula other than Nutramagin. Its the expensive hypoallergenic formula for sensitive tummies. He's done much better on it since we switched him over. She also used a bit more voodoo to tweak him a bit and his hiccups and vomitting have almost disappeared. He's only gotten the hiccups 3 times since Thursday instead of every feeding, and puked twice Saturday and once today. That's down alot!

He's loving being in the bath with me. He just smiles and kicks around. All I have to do is hold his head and neck with my hand and he just does the rest. I'm posting a video of it on myspace. He's a big smiler now and starting to try to coo at me. Sleeps alot still, but starting to be happier now that he's on a bit of an eating schedule. He eats right around every 3 hours. Sometimes he goes a bit longer cuz he's sleeping well but pretty much exactly 3 hours he wakes up and demands his bottle.

Twice now he's spent the night at my mom's house. Its been kinda hard for me to deal with it. The first time was because he would not stop screaming and I had a migrane and it was after midnight. Mom took him and calmed him down and played with him until he finally went to sleep at 3am. The other was last night. Mom kept him while Nick and I went to a Marine Corps Birthday celebration and he just stayed the night cuz it was too cold to get him back out again. The last thing I want is a sick baby.

Yeah, that's pretty much it. I've been bonding with him, and turning in job applications for CNA training classes at a few of the nursing homes around here. We'll just have to see how that goes. If I don't hear anything back soon enough I'll have to make a choice. Either go back to work at the school... I don't want too but it will pay a bit more... but if I get into the Dec training class I won't be back long enough to work out a notice. I've been informed that I can go back to TJ Maxx for Christmas help in case I get into the January class.. however its only part time and pays a bit less. But, I'll be home with the baby more and if I have to quit for the Dec class its no big deal, it wasn't my real job. I'm not sure what will be the smarter route. *sigh*

hehe! New pictures of Tony. More to come later tonight on how he's been, I hope. hehe

Cowboy Tony!