Holy Shit an actual post!

I have to apologize for not blogging for almost an entire month. DJ lost his job due to the company closing down, because his ex boss ran the company and trucks so illegally it wasn’t funny and after a DOT audit had no choice but to lease the trucks to a new company sans the current drivers. So for the past month we have been fixing the apartment’s disaster area that his ex left us. We’ve been dealing with baby mama drama and just getting our lives back in working order.

The nice thing is, with his ex at least is that Dj has flat out said that the ex’s friend A has no legal place in this situation that its Mom, Dad and Step Mom (me) that needs to worry about parenting the child. And since then  its been alright, except that now Turk’s bad behavior for his mother has landed him in S.T.A.R.S. which is a program based on military basic training to humiliate and punish ‘bad children’ but yet this little boy isn’t BAD he’s just pissed off that he’s got so many people trying to be his parent, at his mother’s house alone he has at least 5 people bossing him around, punishing him, threatening him and spanking him. I don’t agree with anyone but his birth parents trying to punish him with spanking but that’s me.

We finally have home internet and phone, thank god. We are trying to play catch up with the past bills that his ex left him, and thankfully things are slowly coming around. Christmas is right around the corner and its stressful that’s for sure. I keep thinking about this little blip inside of me, and how the hell we are going to manage getting her or his room ready in time for the birth. We have very little that hasn’t been given to us. I’m praying that when the baby shower comes around that enough people get the basics that we need that it will help out in the long run. I’m going to attempt to cloth diaper so prevent the blip to develop allergies the way I did. I’m also going to try very hard to breast feed as well.

The baby belly is happening and let me tell you something, that someone who’s had gastric bypass, then gets pregnant there’s a lot of emotions seeing all the hard work you’ve under gone poof when the baby belly happens and all of a sudden you don’t have anything that fits you that way it used to. Its frustrating to say the least.

I’ve also volunteered to make Thanksgiving dinner for the first time in my adult life. I’ve invited my family, including both parents, and little sister and fiance and in total that should be around like 10 people. Instead of having it the day of Thanksgiving we planned on having it the day before so everyone could get to us. I’m terrified and excited at the same time. Dj said that he would help with the turkey since I’ve never made or paid attention to the making of a turkey my entire life.

This morning I woke up, took the dogs outside and there was a baby calf in the neighbors yard! I literally said fuck came in got DJ and I went up to pet the small calf and she tried to nurse on me and followed me to the barn to get to her mama. I just laughed and said its because I’m pregnant right? RIGHT?

Life is pretty low key and I rather like it that way. I missed having facebook and making money on the blog but to be honest I’ve been so busy I really didn’t mind.

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2 thoughts on “Holy Shit an actual post!

  1. Glad you are getting back on track with apartment etc.

    Wow cooking for 10 people! I don’t think I could do that 🙂 I would cave at 5 lol Hope it goes ok for you though and good luck 🙂

  2. I agree with ya, only the parents should discipline the child. And it sucks that he is getting in trouble for his actions when it is obvious they are a result of his home life.

    I am 33 and have never hosted Thanksgiving dinner. I would love too but we have two many people in our families that host a dinner that no one would come.

    I’m glad things are finally settling into place for you guys.

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