yowza

My baby sister graduated from high school on Wednesday. I remember the day she was born. Consider my mind, blown. She is going to the UofA, and I couldn't be more proud of her.

I got a call on Monday for an interview at TSTC, a college in Texas that I had wanted to work at a few years ago. Now that I have the chance to do it, I'm interviewing via a VP phone. I have no idea where this place is down town, so I think tomorrow I'm going to do a dry run. I'm so nervous. I haven't interpreted in a year. I mean, I subbed, but it wasn't a real interpreting job..

I need to get out of Tucson, so this will be a welcome move.

so... I asked LJ, for the last time if he was 100% sure he wanted a divorce, because I am finally ready to let go, 100%. It kinda sucks to be ok with the fact that it's happening.. but I guess that's better than being depressed about it. Life has certainly thrown me some curve balls.... I never expected to be a 25 year old single mom, (almost) divorced and dating (yay me!), and scrambling to get sitters... (Finding someone I trust to sit with Nic is a bitch. So far, I've only left him with my mom, LJ's mom, and my cousin Sydney. Sydney is awesome. I'm so happy she is available for me to use. But what's the going baby sitter rate? I do 10$/hour... am I gyping my own cousin?!)...

I wouldn't change a thing.

I got the most adorable baby boy out of the deal.

A baby boy who is 28 inches long, and 19.7lbs.

A baby boy who is almost done with his medicine, and is finally not coughing.

A baby boy who points to things and asks "dat?" (that).

A baby boy who can clap when you say yay, and copy your coughs or screams.

A baby boy who can stand up.

A baby boy who DEVOURS Oreos.

I can't believe how big he's getting. I had to lower the mattress in his crib, because he can stand up and I seriously think he would have climbed out, so I did it, myself, no man needed. Booya.

whew.

The past week has been a whirlwind of a life.

I turned 25 last Saturday, and while I built it up to be a depressing thing, it wasn't bad. My in-laws got me a dainty, beautiful tiffany's bracelet, and my parents got me a simple yet beautiful silver band...also tiffany's!! oooh how I love T&Co. Seriously. I love it.

So, on my actual birthday, my MiL, parents, brother and grandma went to Caruso's and it was delish. My sister was at the UofA doing something with track, and getting some scholarship thing, so she was off the hook I guess... and she more than made up for it with a kick ass Glee card, and an Ulta gift card. Because we all know I'm freggin obsessed with eye makeup. But I didn't even buy any.

Anyway, after dinner, my MiL and mom watched Nic, and I went out with my friends. We went bowling, then had some drinks at a pub, which is SO skuzzy, and so, I love it. It's a 100% sure thing that I run into someone from HS and they're all nasty and drunk. Oh East side Tucson, how you've gone down hill..

Whatev.

it was a nice birthday.

Tuesday I finally applied to TSTC and fingers crossed there. I better get that job. I'll die if I dont. Literally. I'll die. OF STARVATION because no where here is hiring! Suuuucks.

Today, Monica and I took the kids to the Zoo. Amazing. I last took Nic in January, and he really didn't know what was going on. This time, he was pretty into it, especially the giraffes! He got so excited and pumped his little legs to get out of the stroller, and then, when I took him out.. get this.. he gasped. MY SON IS DRAMATIC LIKE ME!!! thank the good lord, he's acquired my personality, and that, my friends, makes my world a better place.

Also, Nic stopped eating baby food. WTF is that about? I have my freezer stocked. Literally, the entire bottom shelf is full of baby food. I probably have enough for another 2 months, and he hates it. So, what does he eat? crackers, turkey, cheese... lamb. Anything but baby food. And today, at claim jumper, he had his first ever cinnamon applesauce, and it wasn't normal applesauce, so now I'm on a quest. It was like, minced applesauce, and I can't figure out how to make it. Maybe I'll ask my MiL to ask her hubby, because he's awesome. I mean, I know how to make chunky applesauce, but UGH this child is gonna be the death of me. Thank God I got 4 bottles of wine for my birthday. And 2 in the fridge. And 3 on my baker's rack. I think I might have a problem...

Nic's Snacks

(Ritz, Teddy Grams, Yogurt Melts, Graham Crackers, Cherios)

So, I just got an email saying there's like 130 days to my baby's birthday. I'm going to go cry in my bed and listen to his heart beat in utero and eat my weight in chocolate. While I do that, enjoy some pictures of my almost 1 year old. :'(

Eating a tortilla, sweet potatoes, peas, cheese, turkey and rice

"uh HELLOOOOO there's no more pudding Mom!!"

Sesame Street, in his bean bag. Drinking fucking formula.

(he drinks anywhere between 4-12 oz of it a day now... nurses only 3-4 times a day )

I'm pretty sure I'm a bad mom for not helping him before taking the picture, but that shit was FUNNY

Just e-mailing his dad.

He sleeps in the most outrageous positions.

His smiles literally melt my heart.

BFFs... sorta

Picture Time!

I'm obsessed with this new face Nic makes. It resembles the face he makes when I tell him no, but it's just him trying to be funny. I think it's mostly because I crinkle my nose when he's being silly, but who really knows. Either way, it's freggin hilarious.

What's not hilarious? Nic not going to anyone else unless he can see me. I love that he only loves me, but I hate when I want to go do something, and he screams because he can't see me. He's pretty good with my mom and sister, but that's really it. He freaks out otherwise. And for my birthday, I'm going to a winery, and Nic is staying home with my dad and brother. Oh well. He'll be alright. I hope.

First I'm going to shit talk about LJ then I'll be nice, I swear.

WHAT THE HELL IS HIS PROBLEM?!?! He's coming to here in Sept, for 2 weeks. He wants to go to Vegas and Flagstaff. Without Nic. I mean, I get not wanting me to go with him, but for Christ's sake. You'd think he'd want to spend every waking moment with his son while here, but instead, he wants to party in Vegas, and party with his brother (who, I'll at least give him credit.... he hasn't seen his bro in like 15 years) in Flagstaff. But what the hell? I can stay in a hotel, and he can bring Nic with him to meet his brother, right? Right. What a douche bag I married.

Then again...

How lucky is Nic to have a father serving overseas when Bin Laden is killed? His dad is making history, obviously, but to have this happen on top of it? even though LJ is a huge douche bag, and doesnt want to spend time with his kid while in town (because he's a selfish selfish fuck) it's pretty cool that Nic will be able to tell his children (MY grandbabies!) that his dad made history.

this is my favorite picture of LJ, ever

And while I'm on a complaining roll...

FUCK YOU CONOR PUERTO RICAN LAST NAME I CAN'T REMEMBER!

That mother fucker hurt my sister SO bad. he was my sweet little sister's prom date. My sister looked beautiful. her hair and make up were perfect (duh, I'm amazing..) and her dress was esquisite. She looked absolutely beautiful.

What did that asshat do?

He was dancing with not only my sister and her friend. HE KISSED THE OTHER GIRL. I swear to God, I want to MURDER this boy. I've never liked him, but I was nice for my sister's sake, but if I see this asshole, GAME ON. I've never seen my sister so hurt, in all my life.

On the plus side, she had a very adorable stand in Prom date, who, in my opinion is way better looking, and has way less acne.

And now, about 100 Pictures for your viewing pleasure:

feeding himself!

pot and pan band- but check out his face! he's giving me the stink eye

awwww he never sleeps this way! it's so sweet

yuuuum

eating an apple core...?

yogurt melt on his cheek.... little stinker

"star of mommy's blog" hahaha

grandparents dancing with the wii

my family on easter, and my bro being crazy

Before his hair cut

after