03/05/2010

I guess I’ll leave the ticker at the top…feeling too lazy to get it moved to the bottom.  I’m really ready to quit breastfeeding.  She’s an addict, not that I blame her.  A HUGE part of the problem is simple biology… she always touches the other nipple while sucking on the one, and it’s… um, uncomfortable, to say the least.  I hate it.  I move her hand, she moves it back.  I can sometimes hand her something, but then I often have the same problem with the way she nurses.  I’m ready to quit.  I just can’t get HER to understand that.  I have to tuck in my shirt to keep her out.  She really is just so used to helping herself.  I’m glad we went so long, but I’m not loving in any more.

We got kicked out of our doctor’s practice.  Missed one too many appointments.  We’d been warned.  Ultimately, I do not know if it was working for us or not, so it may be a good thing.  However, we’re now going to have to go twice as far to find someone who will service our insurance.  I won’t even talk about how yucky this makes me feel.

Things are better at home.  Becca is back to her more normal self, rather than super bitch.  I don’t feel as much like I’m walking on egg shells around her, though I’m still not asking her to do very much around the house, either.  I don’t know.  I’m not feeling as much like running away, but I really can’t say what might set me off, truth be told.  

Still playing Farmville.  Addicted.  Enough said.

Shabree has been driving me up a wall with her attitude.  Which is probably all I SHOULD say on that subject.  Sydni too.

I don’t really know what else to say.  Things just aren’t that much changed around here.  School is MOSTLY going fine, we’re plowing through the lessons.  I’m learning a lot, lol.  Sometimes re-learning, but often enough, saying "I didn’t know that!"

I’ve got to get to bed.