Well, I stole the idea of blogging from my older sister a while ago, but fell terrible behind when I tried to finish up school. & well, other than faxing or emailing a couple pieces of paper to them, I’m done. I am excited, terrified, and unsure. Excited because it’s done and I’m proud of myself for doing it, especially as a single, teen mother. Terrified because it’s done… And I have absolutely no idea what is next. I am unsure of where my next chapter will take me. I do not know where I will be going. Nor do I have any plans for the future. Sure, I have dreams and some small ideas. But, where to start? I have no idea where I should live, where I should be considering for school, what I want to aim for… I don’t think I have ever been so unsure. Ever… And those of you who know me, you probably know that I am very indecisive. I am not very opininated about certain things. And when it comes to planning my future, it is most definitely one of them.
I wish to make a great future for myself and Landon, however I don’t know where to start.
Landon had a doctor’s appointment yesterday. He is underweight. He is in the lower end, around the 25% for babies his age and everything… But, he is in the top 75% for height. He’s not like super skinny, where you can count all his bones. He got four shots yesterday. And was treated like a pincushion again, because he was going to have to get tested for anemia, more importantly, iron levels. But, they didn’t just stick his finger, they wanted to stick him in the arm. Well, babies’ blood vessels are so small. And they finally found one, but lost it after the needle was in and just began to poke around inside his arm. Mom called it off, cause she was holding him. I sat in the corner and looked away… Poor kid. And today, I think the shots or at least some of it is catching up. He was so chill yesterday and today… Not so much.
Well, I have an unhappy baby, so more later…