I don’t know what to do... my son is 9 months and he is lazy but aggressive... he wants to move around and he can turn around but he refuses to crawl and uses me to pull up to stand up... he doesn’t want to be bothered but wants the help ... he’s so peculiar...he can put himself to sleep but if I’m not in the room he’ll throw a fit until I pat him to sleep.. depending on how he feels... I’m loosing my mind because I don’t know how to deal with him

Earlier yesterday 🤣

Just cleaned up the house minus my bedroom because Zach in sleep in there... worked up a mean sweat all while my husband is knocked out on the couch and only woke up long enough to ask me why I was sweeping by him 🤦🏽‍♀️

Went out to Buffalo Wing Wings with my son and husband... drank some Blue Moon beer and before I realized it I was having a full blown argument with my husband over whether or not chickens have knuckles 🤣🤣🤣🤷🏽‍♀️

Ever since I moved down to the south, I’ve let myself go... I’ve gained 40 pounds, hair started falling out, face started breaking out more, I’ve stopped wearing clothes that fit and started wearing men’s shirts, I’ve stopped getting my hair done regularly, I don’t listen to my music, I don’t bake anymore, I don’t write anymore and I hardly sing... I was depressed way before I had my son and now it’s just worse.... but sitting here on the bathroom floor watching him splash in the tub I’ve realiz...

In all honesty, I’m mainly on this app now because I don’t have cable and this is the new Jerry Springer for me since I have no life 🤷🏽‍♀️ this stuff is funny as hell and entertaining

Ok so lil man has been sitting up for a while but for the last week he has started bouncing/rocking up and down... I don’t know what he’s trying to do 🤷🏽‍♀️

So time to vent: my husband’s sister has been doing nothing for the last five years but pissing me off and getting on my nerves. When my husband and I used to stay with my mother-in-law and her, she would steal my stuff, eat my food, wear my clothes: my underwear, my bras, wash with my rags... she would lie and play he victim... just making my life hell... so now my Juan’s just called me and told me that she needs us because the place she was staying at put her out and she doesn’t have anywhere ...

This morning was an eye opener for me... I was getting dressed and just started crying...I decided that I’m tired I’m looking in the mirror and seeing that nothing fits, or it squeezes... I hate that I have to buy clothes to big in order for it to fit right in certain places... I went from weighting 194 pre pregnancy to weighting 260-280.... I don’t have the money to go to a gym regularly.... so I decided to do the free thing and walk... im going to get a step counter and a weight scale to recor...

His new toy... he’s 50/50 about it