On My Last Nerve

Friday, October 3, 2008

So many things are bothering me and I am here to let them out. Why is it that when the kids get new stuff Kenny can't play with them but when Kenny has toys everyone is allowed to play with it? There are things that I can't buy for my son because Iknow it will be a fight between kids or there isn't enough space. I am very protective of kenny's things and everyone who reads these know that. Tonight Kenny's leg got stuck in his crib and he screamed bloody murder. I couldn't even get it out as easy as usual. Steve gets a tone as if Kenny's doing it intentionally and it pisses me off. I'm sorry I don't say shit about your kids keep your mouth shut with mine. So his daughter's first birthday is today and he's having a birthday party for her and the family is going to the Zoo on sunday. Now, I'm not invited and we live together and I will be home with Kenny as everyone is having their fun. FUCK YOU ALL!

Proud Mommy

Wednesday, October 1, 2008


Today, I got to watch Kenny play with a simple wire and block toy that you usually see in a doctors office and the age range was 2+. He was so focused on sliding the wooden blocks up and down the the wires and I noticed how he was soaking up the knowledge. I saw how advanced and smart he is. I am always so proud of him but today I saw a little boy ans not a baby. I miss having him sleep on my chest but I love him being a boy. I can show the world on what a WONDERFUL job I am doing and what an AMAZING little boy Kenny is. The other night, we went to Steve's mom's house and Kenny decided to play with wooden and cork coasters. I sat and watched him dump the coasters out of their holder and put them back. Not just any way. If he put the cork facing down he would take that one out and flip it over to make it look like all the rest. He's very smart for being 14 months old. I am also very proud on how big he is. He is very tall and strong. As he had his stitches removed today, he way laying strapped into a papoose. I was lying on his legs, my mother was holding his arms, and the nurse was holding his head. He had managed to wiggle out of that papoose 3 times. He's a fighter and that makes me very proud. There is no way that I can even think about getting stitches let alone getting stitches in the face. He is mommy's little warrior.