So, since my last entry I been pretty busy here.

I had my daughter she was 8 pounds and 12 ounces. She was about 18 inchs long and this butter ball of beauty. She wasn't even an hour old and she was farting on my husband (Good girl!) and smiling! Though, she was 2 weeks late giving her a birthday of March 8th 2008. I have to admit she is the best thing to ever happen to me. I never been so happy in my life.

Am I still having problems? Yeah I am. I had to go to the hospital and have 3 gall-bladder stones removed from my liver and then I had to have my gall-bladder removed because I have 4 stones in it and one side was failing. It sucked a lot because my parents were on vacation and there was only my husband to watch my daughter. Don't get me wrong I know I can count on my husband to watch her, but its a heavy task when your doing it all alone.

Oh and Septeber 17th I turned 25! Happy birthday to me!

Problem? No one remembered my birthday. Not my parents, not my work, not my friends not even my husband! Granted, when you hit 25 and have a daughter your birthdays tend to be not as important anymore but to not remember?

My birthday sucked ass!



Oh well!

Miss you all!