Well last night started off so peaceful until at 2am this morning there was a little girl named Blakelyn having a party in her bassinet. So I tried the whole put the passy back in the mouth routine which obviously didn't work because she was still kicking those legs like she was running a marathon. So I got up made a bottle fed her & then put her back down thinking she would be milk wasted and pass out. Nope I was wrong she still kicked those feet & made baby noises (by the way I love those sounds) and just played in her bassinet. Finally 3am came around and she was out, Thank you Lord now I can sleep for 3 more hours until I have to get up. She was doing so good sleeping throughout the whole night, I guess I've been bragging to much about her so she decided to pull a fast one on me. Love it though & wouldn't have it any other way!
Today I picked B up at the sitter's around 1pm, I'm one of those mama's who is constantly thinking about there child and wishing I could be with her but I also want to have a life and get out in the world. Anyway I picked her up & the sitter said that she could no longer watch her because she wanted to come & go as she pleased. I totally understood and was like no big deal I can find someone soon to watch her, thank goodness its almost summer because I'm going to try & recruit my girlfriends daughter Lauren to come & watch her for the summer break. Plus her mama said she has been telling her to get a job for the past year. I've been working since I was 14 or 15 can't remember but I've always had a job. My first job was a paper route, ahhhh those were the good ole days. Throw on your roller blades and start chucking some papers. The crappy thing about that first job was you had to role each & every newspaper but they were small but I still complained. I've also baby sat my fair share of little kids and I think that's maybe one of the reason I waited so long in life to have children, well and of course find the right guy to marry. One of the other great jobs I had in highschool was working at a grocery store. Now those were some good times, I would get out of school around noon my junior & senior year to go to work. I loved having my own money and knowing I worked hard for it. Looking back though I wish I would have participated a little more in school and stopped thinking about what we were going to do when the weekend was here. My friend Kelly worked at the store she had a car & we were always cruising up & down the drag, ok if you don't know what a drag is well let me explain. There was a particular route that we drove up & down every weekend to see who was out & what was going on. This was before cell phones, well people had cell phones but only the richy rich could afford a bag phone in there car. C-mon it was the 90's...
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