So... one last blog before I give up on MySpace entirely seems appropriate, right? I haven't updated in ages, but why not? Things have definitely been interesting.

I just spent a good 30 minutes reading old blogs I've posted. Man, I was a nutcase once upon a time. This blog tracks my days as a partier, the development of mine and Art's relationship, my politics craze, and, most importantly, my pregnancy and the birth of my son. Wow.

Did some of the things I wrote over two years ago seem immature and silly? Oh, yeah. Does it amaze me that I found motherhood such a daunting task? Of course. It's kind of amusing, really. When Arthur was first born there were definitely days when I thought I would never make it, when being "Mom" just seemed like so much more than I could do. Now, a year later, I think I am an entirely different person. I don't even think about the hard aspects of being tne mother of a rather hyperactive soon-to-be one-year-old. It's my life, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I have grown up so much and am a much better person because of my son. He's taught me more than I could have ever dreamed.

So... Life now consists of school, work, and, most importantly, my son and family. I am on the path to become a RN, and I currently have a 3.75 GPA. I have an insane schedule, but it allows me to spend time with my family, so I'm grateful. I still struggle with money from time to time, but I'm so much better at it than I used to be. I have become, two weeks shy of my 22nd birthday, an adult. At last.

So goodbye to MySpace. Anyone who wants to keep in touch can find me on FB or email me. =)

kayla_snow1@eku.edu

I hope that President Obama really does bring the change everyone thinks he will.

I'm skeptical of ALL politicians, so I'm not entirely convinced.

Just hopeful.

I disagree with some aspects of his policy, but the overall mood of this country right now is a not a bad thing.

People have HOPE for the first time in a long time.

I have to admit... even I (the skeptic) am starting to get a little excited about the changes I think he COULD bring. Doesn't mean I'm sure he will... just that if he does, I'll be pleased.

If something doesn't give soon... it's going to get way worse before it gets better.

I would really like to see my son grow up in a better United States of America than we see today.

*Crossing fingers*

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For those wanting to know...

We didn't do a 2 month check-up. Well, for a while it was like an every week check-up because of his reflux issues, but that's beside the point.

His 2 month well-baby check-up and shots were delayed until today (14 weeks) because he had a cold.
He did well enough with his shots, screamed of course, but we survived them. I'm pretty sure they hurt me worse than him...

The big update: GROWTH.

Arthur is now up to 26 inches long (19.5 at birth) and 15 lbs. 10oz. (7 lbs. 2oz. at birth). His weight gain has slowed down considerably, and the dr. said it seems like we're on track now, so yay!!

We also officially took him off of his Zantac, so he's medication free. Apparently he's grown out of his reflux already! Thank God!

I'm just stuck on how big he is... almost 16 lbs! My baby boy is growing up!

Makes me happy. And sad. It's weird.
I love my memories, but I look back on some and wish I could just go back and stay there.
Not that I don't love my life. I'll probably look back on this time in my life and do the same thing in a few years.
I miss my old friends. I have so few these days... I screwed up friendships over stupid shit --- sex, money, just being plain PETTY --- and lost touch with friends I thought would always be a part of my life by just being stupid.
Even the greatest friend I've ever had, I lost touch with. Just recently did Rachael come back into my life... And only then did I realize how much I missed her. And all the others I've lost.
I miss that I used to be so carefree.
Before the drugs, before the baby. I don't regret the paths I've taken, they made me ME, but I do miss how simple everything seemed back then.
Like, HEY, let's just quit our jobs and go to the beach! That happened once... It seems like it was a different lifetime.
In a way, I guess it was.
It's hard to explain.
I love my little man. I just need to destress my life and get some of that spirit I used to have back.
I would be a kick-ass mom if I could manage to mash the good parts of the old me into the good parts of the new one.

i think i'm losing my mind.

that's all. nothing unusual.

just that i feel like something is just so out of wack... and can't quite put my finger on what it is.

maybe sleep would help, but on that front i will have to keep dreaming. or not dream, rather.

ps. 1-handed typing is difficult. ;)