Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been busy babysitting Maddie. I'm her official babysitter now. It's exhausting but enjoyable! Kendra is really growing fast! She was 10 lbs and 10 1/2 ounces August 4th. She is getting meat on her bones and has fat cheeks. And she recognizes me and her grandpa. She loves us! She always smiles, coos, and laughs for us. She is 10 weeks old now. Sleeps most of the night. She might get up once. I don't hear her much anyway. She is very happy and her uncles love her but are reluctant to admit it. I got my computer back from the shop and now I am working on getting a monitor. So, hopefully, I can post pics and update this blog more regularly.
My mom and dad split up when I was 9 years old. The marriage was pure hell for them and me. Yes, me! I had to hear my mom crying late at night because my father was out after work doing god knows what. (Well, we know cheating was going on). When he was around it was pure hell. I walked on eggshells and was sick to my stomach most of the time. My father acted like he just hated my mom. I didn't feel like he liked me much either. I was the only reason that they even got married. There was so much fighting, crying, and my mother had breakdowns, and I had to hear my father force my mother into sex acts. It was all quite sickening. So when he did leave for good, it was a relief! Although, I was pissed at them both. Why the hell did they even get married? It was the end of the 60s and my father grew up with strict religious parents who instilled in him that if you knock a girl up; you marry her. So, that's what he did. And that was so NOT the right thing to do. Although, if he
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