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Saturday, 23 August 2008

  • Update :)

    Sorry it's been a while, but we have been super busy with school starting back and everything. Its been hectic around here.

    I am for sure not pregnant. The health department confirmed it on August 21, but still no period. Hopefully I will get it soon. I know its not stress, because I've not been stressed.. at least not that I know of. Eh, I guess we will see :)

    Mya is loving school already. Doesn't look like I will have to pull her out and homeschool her, which is great. Not because I don't want to spend the time with her, just because she needs the interaction with the other children. Yeah, there is a little boy next door, but I never see those kids outside (except twice, which is how I know they exist, and both time, the oldest was taking out the trash.. being no more than 7 at the most), never seen a parent unless they were going somewhere, I just wouldn't feel comfortable knocking on the door saying "Can my daughter play with your son" or anything like that. I am just not that type of person.

    Last Saturday, B and I took her to the pool. She loved it. They had a waterfall thing and a slide. I think she liked the slide best. The water was nice. Very relaxing and refresing. And surprisingly, the pool wasn't crowded. I guess most everyone around here have their own pools these days lol.

    Well I guess that is all for now. I will post pics later. :)

Sunday, 03 August 2008

  • Update

    I figured that since I really haven't been around lately, I would give an update. Brandon quit his job so that has fucked everything over. I have started working for ChaCha.com but it is slow as hell, making only 15 cents per question I answer. Bleh, but hey, its money. I've worked now maybe a total of three hours and I have made a little over 20$. Three days til my baby girl comes home :) I am so excited. I miss her bunches.

    I've still not gotten my period.. its now 16 days late. I think I am going to test again soon, just to be sure. I went yesterday to see if I could get on medicaid so I could go to the doctor, and I have to be pregnant or be declared disabled by the state or whatever. It's bullshit if you ask me. But whatever.

    I've recently found out that a friend of mine has the same infection that I had that caused me to lose Ali. I know she will be okay though, because she actually has medical professionals who care about her well being and who will help her. I have my fingers crossed for her that everything is okay.

    Well, sorry this is short, but it is late, and I need to get into bed a bit earlier. Hope to have something to update you all with, soon.



Sunday, 27 July 2008

  • So...

    I am for sure not pregnant. Yeah, such a let down after we have been trying so hard and have had so many heartaches. Oh well. I guess we just aren't supposed to have more babies. I can't honestly sit here and say "Its not what God wants" because I do NOT believe in God. I have no reason to believe in God. I have seen no proof of God's existence. If you are religious, I am not holding it against you. Some of my best friends are religious, so I will not hold your religion against you.

    I am, however, 9 days late, so IDK.. maybe it is just too early to tell, still. But, I guess we will see. Sorry I don't have time to type much else. Hubby is home today, and I am fixing us a steak lunch :)

Friday, 25 July 2008

  • Stupid ass whores

    I can not stand them. You try to be nice for once, even though you hate their guts, and they fucking lash out at you. I am fucking fed up with it. I am getting sick and tired of Edrama. And why do people FAKE having kids?? Hello, grow up and actually have them. Don't sit on your fat asses all day long, claiming to have them when you don't. Don't leave a chat room and come back as someone else with a different story, or change your spelling so its not obvious that its you FFS. Ugh, sorry, I am just oober pissed off. I reported the bitch who said all that shit about me to the owner of the chat it is on, and he still hasn't gotten back to me about it. I hope he does soon. There is no sense in saying shit like that. Oh and today, I am a life less fat ass. I just love haters. Well, okay, I love them but hate this certian one. Its so cute that people have to pick on others just to make them selves feel good. Yeah sure, I call out people for being fake, but I am not picking on them. I am stating the truth. If you can't want to be called out as a fake, don't fake. Plain and fucking simple as that.

    On a happier not, hubby and I are testing tonight, so keep your fingers crossed. I will post an update and picture no matter the results ASAP :)

Thursday, 24 July 2008

  • More, more.

    Lol I am soo bored. Anyways, I came this time to write about my fucktard sister. I swear I can't wait til I bring her ass down here.

    Anyways, she was 15 when she got pregnant. A VERY immature 15 at that. Anyways, partway through her pregnancy, she started dating this horrible drug addicted, deadbead dad.. lets call him... John. Well, John already had two kids himself, a two year old and a one year old, and he had done NOTHING for his kids, I don't even think he was their for their births.. he was probably out fucking someone else or getting stoned. Anyways, everytime he was around and my dad was getting ready to take him home, my sister would start faking being in labor so they would have to go to the hospital and take him with them.

    Well the time finally came for her to actually go into labor, or so everyone thought. Dad called me at work and told me if I wanted, to just wait til the next morning to come out (it was like a two hour drive) because they weren't sure if they were keeping her or sending her home. Well, my grandma called me the next morning at around 8am and told me they were inducing her at 9.30 am and I needed to get out there. I got there, and yep, there sat John right beside of her. I was pissed, of corse. It wasn't his baby he had no rights to be there. Anyways.. I was the one to be in the delivery room, my mom and I. So I signed the papers and everything, and John kept asking "Do I need to sign anything?" "What do I need to sign?" And mom and dad both were like "Nothing!" They hated him too.
     
    When my niece was born, John stayed at the nursery window, watching her. Once again, he had no place, he wasn't her father. If he wanted to be a good boyfriend like he was portraying, he would have stayed in the room with my sister, and saw the baby when she could see her. Anyways, a few weeks after the baby was born, they started having sex, and she thought she was pregnant again. Luckily, she wasn't. In December, my sister decided to file for sole custody incase the baby's real father found out she existed and tried to get her (Which would be impossible, you would have to know the whole story, and I don't have time for that right now). They went to court, and the courts ordered him to buy her anything and everything she needed as a form of child support, and my sister and he would have to work out visitation and such, and my sister could choose for it to be stopped at any time.

    Meanwhile, at some point, John was planning on going to the army, and he asked my mom if she would sign for him so my sister and the baby would get money should he get killed. After some pondering and disagreeing, mom agreed (the money should go to his own kids, not someone elses), and she told me if something should happen to him, then she would find his kids and make sure they did get most of the money, since it belonged to them to begin with.

    Well, things went well for a while. John went back to the town where his baby momma lives, and I guess they started fucking again, and he and my sister broke up, and she started trying to get back with the baby's father. And of course, that didn't go over so well. Well, back in June, after having been away for nearly 4 months, I went back for a visit, Mya and I did, as she was due to go to her grandparents on July 1, and I was coming home on July 2. But when my hubby came up to get me, he brought his friend, and he ended up sleeping with my sister!!!!! Now, I have heard that my sister is trying to find another black guy to sleep with incase she IS pregnant, which she claims she might be.

    I am sorry, I love my sister and all, but she is a whore. Anyways, back to the story. A few days after coming back, she told me that she almost asked us if her and the baby could come back with us, and I told her that as soon as we got a place, she could come stay for a while. Well last night, I find out she is BACK with John, so hubby and I talked about it, and I told her as long as they are together, she is NOT coming down here. Mainly because I know he will want to come with her, and that shit isn't happening. Conveniently, they broke up last night, and now she isn't letting the baby's father or his family see her, but guess where she was this morning, yeah at THEIR house..

    Ugh I really can't wait to bring her down here and get her away from that bullshit. But in the meantime, what should I do about her? I have tried talking to her, hubby has tried talking to her, nothing works. She is suicidal and she can't see that her daughter needs her. How can I help her to open her eyes to see that?

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  • I am a 19 year old mother to a very beautiful daughter who was born on December 02, 2003. I have another daughter who was cruelly taken away from us at 18 weeks gestation. She was born and passed away on April 30, 2007. RIP Ali. I also miscarried on May 19 2008, so yeah, I have had my share of heartache. On a happier note, I am married to an amazing guy, and I don't know what I would do without him. Thanks for being here for me, babe. :) I was born and raised in the hills of Va, but I have since moved to Mississippi. I love it here. I wouldn't go back to Va if my life depended on it. The only real reason I go back to visit is my daughter is buried there, and I see my real mom, and my brother, and my slew of nieces and nephews. But, I guess that is about all for now :)

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