Pretty World

It's a pretty world out there tonight.

The frogs are singing, the moon is big, and life is good.

Tommy tried peaches for the first time today. He actually ate some, he didn't just drool it like he does the rice cerial. In awhile I'll try bananas, I have some of that babyfood too. Awww, my little boy!!! I just can't handle how much I lovelovelove him.

A baby hug can cure just about anything. :-)

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My mom said that she's proud of me for not caring about the opinions of the people who read this blog. She means that she's proud that I've finally stopped caring so much what other people think of me.

Honestly, my dear reader, this isn't for you. This is for ME.

Feel free to read this blog if you want to. For me, it's just therapy.

Weather I'm right
weather I'm wrong
weather I find my place in this world
or never belong
I gots to be me
I gots to be me
What else can I be,
but what I am?
I gots to be me!
-Dog food commercial

Edit: I'm not editing for spelling or grammer. I'm just not. Ever.

I know you just had a kidney transplant, but...

This guy named Cojo, who I've noticed on TV for years, was on Oprah today. He was actually fired by his employer a few weeks after he had a kidney transplant. The thing is, he's a bit of a celebrity, and the employer was the Today Show.

How is that alright???

So I'm never watching THAT show again.

People say and do dumb things when they don't know how to react to something. Maybe the person who actually did the firing that day wasn't intending it to be that day, or even that month. Still, it happened, and he deserves an appology.

Why can I stick up for him, someone I don't even know, and them, someone whose actions I find reprehensable? Who knows.

ABC News: Cojocaru Discusses Transplant on Oprah

Back home.

We're back home from a trip to Saint John to visit family. Tommy and I stayed with my mom, and Stephen stayed with his parents.

We put Tommy in his stroller and took him for a nice walk through the pedways from mom's apartment to the City Market. He loved it! He just sat there and looked all around, not making a peep. I'm so lucky to have such an easy baby!

One day this week, I'm going to sit down here and reply to the past two month's emails. I've been so lazy about it, sorry.

Oops, little guy is awake!

Pregnant Ladies

What is it with moms and pregnant ladies? I just want to tell every pregnant woman in the world what a hero they are!

Why not start with Britney Spears?

Britney Spears ~ The Official Site

Dear Mrs. Federline,

I am so pleased to hear your good news! As the new mom of a 5 month old, I'm so happy to share in your joy.

My only advice is to listen to your body. Instinct is an important thing for us women. Trust it!

Congratulations!

Sheri Richard
www.r1chard.ca

edit: is it we women or us women? Oh, well. Shave me bald and send me to sea.

Really Love-Love-Love That Baby!!

Oh, I love that baby. Having him has added a new dimension, a new depth, to my life. When he's having his last bottle of they day, snuggled up under my arm, he's just so warm and snuggly and perfect.

He IS perfection. He IS love.

He's so wonderful, my soul streaches with my love for him. My heart can't contain it's joy.

He is everything.

Hormones

Talked about it. Feel better now.

Please don't commit me! :-)

Desperatly happy

I'm desperatly unhappy with my current happiness.

I don't deserve any of the things I have, or that I enjoy.

I love my baby, my pets, and my house. I just can't take care of them. I'm not strong enough. I'm so weak, so tired, so damn sick.

So I should "Take Better Care of Myself."

Ok.

I don't have the will to argue.

I'm typing this with my elbows in my lap, because I can't actually hold the wieght of my hands.

It's not like what I have is actually a disease or something. It's just Fibromyalgia, or Celiac Disease, or something that's not understood, respected, or curable.

I'm going to bed.