Can I have some?
welcome to my blog.
a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.
i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*
then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.
eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.
i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.
and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.
munch up.
What we are doing
Rocket Scientist is going to school, and will be for the next two years at least.
I'm taking it easy, seeing as if I don't I am made to if I push too hard.
Bug is finally starting to seem like he can handle having a new brother. He is kissing Little Angel on the head and patting his head very softly, and all on his own. Of course, he can also get too rambunctious. Sometimes he trys to get Little Angel to grab hold of a toy or something. I can't seem to get him to understand that all Little Angel can do right now is sleep and eat.
Little Angel really isn't doing much, but can you blame him? He went through the same thing I did, and I know that I'm exahusted! He did roll from tummy to back yesterday though. At only a week old?? I'm not sure if it was a fluke or not.
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