kimmieVaughn

i’m currently broker than most of middle america. i can barely pay bills, get stuff for the baby AND keep myself fed. i’ve reduced myself to having one coffee a day and dinner. as goes life, well at least mine. i’d rather not have jeff worry or heckle me about it. i’m sure there ARE better jobs but in this market i’ll suck it up for now. 

on a slightly better note, the closer it getting closer to my birthday. though it’s a little depressing. i want to go out to terminal 5 to see citizen cope, morning jacket, or of montreal…but when will i ever get the time. jeff’s aunt’s wedding is on the weekend of my birthday and i usually wind up working on my birthday anyway. i suppose i’ll get over it.

so this is what it’s like to be a grown up…

so he’s learned how to eat FOOD. well baby food. so far he’s had carrots and it wasn’t so bad cos he ate it and didn’t make a fuss. of course we had some technical difficulty…he hasn’t quite grasped the fact that HE can make things happen so his food ends up on his chin rather than in his mouth. he’s just too cute; i don’t know how he knows that food’s coming but as soon as i got the spoon about three inches away from his face he opens his mouth (‘ahhhh!’) and when the spoon or bottle is away his mouth closes. i suppose more pictures when i get the chance. i really hope uploading the vid of him laughing doesn’t take forever…jeff kissed him one afternoon after he got home from work and charlie started to laugh so hard i HAD to tape it. it was one of those laughs, not a chuckle or a giggle, but rolling laughter. 

as for the transfer, thanks be to whatever divine being out there that i’m going to be transferred to staten island as opposed to being stuck in the city. it’s too damned far for me to have to trek two hours out there and then back and walk a mile both ways to get charlie and take him home. well i guess that’s the toughest part about being a parent, baby comes first and everything is a sacrifice (not that i mind too much).

i can’t wait for him to start walking. that little baby waddle is so adorable but frightening at the same time. you never know if they’re gonna keel over. he’s begun to sit up by himself for short spells and he’s gotten the hang of rolling over but can’t yet grasp the concept of crawling. only scootching for now. he’s been drooling all over the place and chewing things up. his teeth are starting to grow in….he’s got about four i think.

that’s all for now <3

i hate wanting to start a project and having all the supplies but not the will. i’ve been meaning to start Charlie’s scrapbook BEFORE he even was born. i recently bought a scrapbook and glitter and markers and have prints from the digicam. but no will to get started. i suppose today is as good as any. :| i’m slightly concerned it’s not going to turn out well…but at least i’ll have fun. 

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