Baby girl Diana and other stuff

Sitting at the library, Shabree is getting help with her math, and I am sitting here with a baby quietly sleeping in her car seat, amazingly enough (to me)  She doesn’t usually sleep much when we go out.  She’s a very wakeful baby on the whole anyway, very alert.  She can hold her bottle for short periods of time, which really amazes me since she’s 3 months old.  But, they are light bottles, 4 ounces or less.  She held one long enough today that I was able to grab the phone and take some pictures, which I messaged to friends.  She’s doing really well, despite a rocky start with her weight.  Not nearly as rocky though as Alex, so that’s good.  I am still breast feeding her, despite wanting to throw in the towel, despite hating to do it in public, despite the fact that she only gets an ounce at each feeding (which I know from weighed feedings).  She’s SOOO smiley, just a pretty happy baby, all things considered.  I love her grins, which are wide, and she often sticks her tongue out, so adorable.  I’m really glad I had her, even if I am 43.  

Wei had CPS called on us, don’t know by who.  Completely unfounded, but still terrifying.  If I could figure out who called them, they would find themselves quickly not my friend.  I had a friend I suspected, big mess there.  Supposedly Becca had caused her to lose twin boys she was pregnant with, but this would have been like her 11th pregnancy she’d lost, and she won’t admit to HER part in the whole situation, and she talks about Becca like she’s the devil incarnate, and she hates her, and practically wishes her dead.  I had to give up on trying to remain friends.  She was also making me into Bec’s whipping girl, and I wasn’t going to have that.  So I simply stopped talking to her.  I just couldn’t maintain the friendship.  I was trying to remain neutral, but with her being that hateful, to my DAUGHTER, I couldn’t do it anymore.  I’d gone to Colorado back in August to see my dad before he died, and while there, saw my longtime best friend from junior high, and was reminded why we’re still close friends.  I miss her, and this situation made me miss her even more.  Craziness, truthfully.  I wish I could move back.  I’m so sick and tired of it here.  We’re just too intertwined here to make a move like that really work.  Our carpet cleaning business, our event center, our animals, our kids, our girlfriend…  plus Syd is just at THAT age where her friends are EVERYTHING.  Though I am not sure they are such a good influence on her.  But she had a near meltdown if not a full meltdown at the SUGGESTION of a move to Colorado (and 3 or 4 days later, her period showed up… ok, TMI, but I knew it at the time, she was just far too emotional about everything.)

I’m back to home schooling, not sure if I mentioned that in a previous post (I can’t even remember when I posted last anyway!), which is going pretty well.  I have Bec working with Alex, I work with Sammi, but Shabree is having serious issues working on her own.  She always was an attention hound, but she practically insists that we must sit and help her with all her schoolwork, and that she can’t do it on her own.  I don’t know how I’m supposed to make that work, actually.  Sammi can only do so much on her own (and truthfully, she can do more than Shabree could at her age!)  I am wondering if Shabree needs to go back to a "brick and mortar" school with a bunch of other students who can help her.    

Miss Diana has woken and is suddenly fussy at not being held (is fine when held!), so must post for now.