So, yesterday. Oh geez. So, I already told you guys that I was late for my original appointment, so I rescheduled for 11am yesterday thinking that I could get there, sign all the papers and get to work all on time.

Boy, was I wrong! So, I got my directions from Google Maps, and the directions were GREAT! But, uhm...  I passed the place up and of course, I kept driving until I could find the perfect place to turn around at... which was quite a few streets down. It's really kind of aggravating that the majority of the streets in Albany are ONE WAYS. It just drives me completely INSANE! Anyways, I finally got to the place and parallel parked(barely)... put my money in the parking meter and went inside. The first thing they did of course was sens me through this metal detector and check my purse. I was clean... haha. So I went and waited in the "appointments" line and the receptionist was like, "Uhm... I don't see you in here. What was your name? Social Security Number?" So I gave her my information, thinking she was going to call up the lady I had the appointment with and verify my appointment, but she gave me a damn ticket to sit and wait. I sat there about 15 minutes and then I called Lara(the woman I set the appointment with) and asked if I seriously had to sit there and wait... and she said NO! So she came down and met me... and we filled out the appropriate child support petition forms, and I was done. By the time I got out of there it was 11:45 and I knew there was no way I was going to make it to work on time. And guess what? I didn't! I got to work at 12:30 and I was TOTALLY FREAKING OUT! I was hyperventilating when I was explaining the situation to my boss, my cheeks were incredibly flush, and I was even sweating a little. *sigh* It was CRAZY. I felt much better though after my coworkers told me not to worry, and after my boss told me that it made sense... that I didn't need to use more than my 3.5 PTO hours that I had scheduled because I needed to have a "lunch" break in there anyways. So it was great.

Well, I've got to go.

Love you guys,
Ash

First off, I want to start out by saying that's it's been FOREVER since I've written a blog here. I also know that I've made a lot of promises saying, "I'm going to write in here more often" and such, but... I'm really going to start. My sanity is on the line! I don't really have someone to vent with considering the friends I do have are ALWAYS busy or they just don't want to hang out or they're depressed or... something.

The past several months have been incredibly busy. Between work and Vincent I hardly ever have time to myself. I work full time (M-F; 8:30-4:30) and it takes 45 minutes to get there and then an additional 45 minutes to get home. So I'm pretty much away from home and away from my son 9.5 hours out of each week day. I know some people think that it is a great break away from home... and they would consider that people should count that as "time to themselves", but it's not. Work is WORK kiddies. I'd much rather be here at home taking care of my son all day long, but I've actually got to pay my bills and his bills, so if anyone out there is going to start thinking I'm some terrible mother because I don't spend every waking moment with my son and I work a full time job... try walking in my shoes and tell me what YOU would do. I just can't stand it when people assume that they're better than me because I made a few mistakes and because I actually faced the consequences of having unprotected sex. And for you girlies out there who know what I mean and are on my side, THANKS! And I didn't mean that in any sarcastic way, just so you know. I'd actually be incredibly relieved if anyone out there understood. I mean, I know there's at least one out there who busts her ass as much as I do to raise her kids. Then there's the other kind of mothers who think they have it hard because they work just a part time job... or those who take a class a semester or what not and think that their life is so hard. Get a freaking life. If that's all you have to do to get by, congrats. You're never going anywhere with your life and you'll be a leech off of whoever is supporting you for the rest of your life.

Anyways, I'll finish this later. The Wiggles just ended and I'm gonna go spend some quality time with my little one!

Later.

  Hey people! How's it goin?

Well, yea, it's been a little more than a month since I've written... and much has happened. December 30, 2006 at 6:00pm, my son was born! He weighed 7lb 3.4oz and was 20in long. Here are a few pics of him...