If you’re new, which most likely you are because you just stumbled upon my site thanks to Blogger, this a post about me. There are going to be things on here you don’t like or you may like and then you squeal because I’m just as cool as you are. =)
I’m 22. Aww, yeah so young. I’m a wife (wtf?!) and a mother (WTF WTF!!). Yeah, bitches, I have a husband and a baby. Wanna see them?
Yeah, they’re like buddies sometimes. When he’s not hungry. But when he’s hungry, he wants to be all up on me and stuff. The baby, not the father. The father does get all up on me, too, when he’s hungry. But hungry in a different sense. Ha ha.
I live in Gaithersburg. I’ve lived in this area for almost 10 years minus that one year the hubby and I wanted to “run away” and we ran away as far as Alexandria. That didn’t work very well. We stayed there for one year and we were all…”Pssh…let’s move back to Gaithersburg.” So we did.
I popped my baby out on February 18th at 10:43 pm. Wel I didn’t pop him out, the doctor yanked him out of my belly and he cried, I cried, I shook, my husband cried, he held him for hours, I slept for hours, I was sore, my boobs became sore. And now I go into this habit of popping one of my boobs in the baby’s mouth every time he screams. Usually when he screams, he’s going, “WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FOOD!?!?” Yeah, he cusses.
I go to school. Sort of. I’ve taken the lazy route. I go to school online and I like, sort of. It’s just too much reading. The last time I read for a class was senior year in high school and I don’t know how to do it anymore. I know how to read, I just don’t know how to do it for a class. It’s pretty easy but most of the time I just want to cuss the teacher out and be like, “I don’t fucking get this.”
I don’t work. I’m a SAHM. Stay At Home Mom. It’s okay except for the cleaning and cleaning up vomit all over my hair I have to do. But I love it actually. Ask me what I really want to do, and this would be it. So why am I in college? Beats the hell out of me. I’m going to have a career. Eventually. Don’t want to though. I’m all for being a mother but bills have to be paid and Nicole Jr. needs to go to private school.
The hubby and I spend a lot of time watching TV and indulging ourselves in potato chips. We watch movies a lot, too. And we have sex a lot. Sometimes in the middle of having sex, the baby screams and we keep on going. Screw the kid. Just kidding. The hubby and I fight a lot, too. A lot. But mostly over dumb things and then we make up (aka hump each other). Bring on the fighting.
So yes, this is me. Do you like me yet?
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