Lets get it started.

Well....
I got a job.
It's at McDonalds...
BUT it's money.
And that's all that matters right now.

My baby is doing great.
I love every second of every day because of him.
He weighs 8 pounds and 7 ounces now.

He's growing real well.

I've come to the decision that my mom is a fucking hoe bag.
That was decided a LONG time ago.
But she pissed me off really bad tonight.
I missed my Great Grandmas funeral because we were trying to get stuff arranged for OUR SON.
Our electric got shut off because of some shit and we were using fucking space heaters for heat.
So we had to get all the food some where where it wouldn't spoil.
We had to get shit packed because we have to stay with my dad till monday.
We were trying to find out when we could get it turned back ON.
All that shit.

And she calls me tonight bitching at me.
Robert was mad.
I know why now, and hopefully he isn't anymore.
But then she started talking shit about Jake and it pissed me off really bad.
She was making him feel like shit because it got turned off.
Which it wasn't his fault.

He's been our sole income for close to a year now.
And he only makes 400 every two weeks.
That doesn't stretch very far.
He's been doing an AMAZING job at providing for us with what he has.
And she just pissed me off.

Not a whole lot of people know that he has really bad depression problems.
And she got to him, and that made ME mad.
He did however call her a cu-bitch.
lol.
He started to say the c word but stopped himself.
I was quite happy.

Today has just been a pretty bad day.

But I start work on Sunday.
It's going to be hard or me, being without the baby for 8 hours of my day.
Especially after having him with me all the time till now.
But I know I have to.
It's better for all of us.

Anyway.
I'm gonna go for now.

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