but this last pregnancy has been the hardest one so far! i wanna believe it's due to me being a little older, i was 19 and 23 the other times..and now i sit at the tender age of 28 wondering why my body feels so differently. my feet swell faster, my back ached sooner, and the pelvis feels like it can no longer hold even my weight let alone that of another person. i usually end up sleeping the whole day away, waking only to eat, go to the bathroom and then it's usually back to sleep. but my man and children have really been supportive, allowing me to pass out as needed, and for that i am very thankful! i guess what i am saying is this; i love my children, i'm already in love with this baby, and i love being a mom...but all jokes aside...is it december 4th yet?
Thursday, September 9, 2010
5:07 am Rant
but this last pregnancy has been the hardest one so far! i wanna believe it's due to me being a little older, i was 19 and 23 the other times..and now i sit at the tender age of 28 wondering why my body feels so differently. my feet swell faster, my back ached sooner, and the pelvis feels like it can no longer hold even my weight let alone that of another person. i usually end up sleeping the whole day away, waking only to eat, go to the bathroom and then it's usually back to sleep. but my man and children have really been supportive, allowing me to pass out as needed, and for that i am very thankful! i guess what i am saying is this; i love my children, i'm already in love with this baby, and i love being a mom...but all jokes aside...is it december 4th yet?
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Friday, February 6, 2009
RIP Uncle Keith
its sad. i dont have a good picture to put up here for him. but my uncle passed on wednesday. he was 49 yrs old and that shit is shocking to me. what is really upsetting is that i have been trying to get in contact with him for a year. it seems like each time i called he was not home or too busy to talk, and now well never talk again.
my favorite memories of him stem from my 18th year of life. my freshman year at vcu was so fun. he was living off of meadow st, so he was really close to campus. i would go over there and trip with him between classes. he was the only one in my family that i felt i could be myself around. some days i would think he was my father because he was so easy to talk to. and i mean about anything. and now he is gone. i know he is in a better place, free from suffering, free from harm. and that makes me smile.
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Monday, January 26, 2009
WOW pt 2
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WOW!!!!!!
but ill ask, what do you think?
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Saturday, January 3, 2009
why i hate "oprah fucking whitey"
so oprah has given this atlanta based school with a donation of $365K. now this is wonderful, and she should be thanked for being so generous with her money. but as i dug a little deeper(through cnn.com) i saw the actual interview with mr.clark and realized that oprah whitey did not do enough. mr. clark stated that it cost $2.4M dollars a year to keep his school open and operating. $2.4 MILLION DOLLARS!!! and oprah donates a measly $365K. oprah's donation will only cover about 15% of the total cost for keep the school open. i know its not my money, but i have a problem with that. if she was really inspired by the school, why not give enough to keep the doors open for at least year. but again that is just what i would have done.
now oprah states that she built the school in africa because she had made a promise to mr. nelson mandela and of course oprah has to keep her promises. and i aint mad at the fact she built the school, but i will admit i have not looked at oprah the same since. i can not understand why the "rich and well to do people" in the country care more about the children in other countries than they do the ones in america. it seems that somehow the children are suffering because they do not have proper guidance to want to become more than they are.
part of my new fond anger with oprah stems from oprah and her feelings toward inner-city youth. the article first appeared in Newsweek back in Jan of 2007. This is a direct quote from the article( which i had to find using my school's library, so good luck)
“I was a poor girl who grew up with my grandmother, like so many of these girls, with no water and electricity,” said the talk show host, dressed in a formal pink dress that reached the floor.
does oprah not realize we, americans, live in a country founded on money. of course the children of this country want the finer things in life because they see them on tv all the time. commercial after commercial trying to sell popularity and confidence to the children. think about it, if there are some people in africa that do not have running water, then it would be a safe assumption to say that they do not have access to tv. so their respect for the finer things in life would include going to school and having the basic necessities in life. but in america the values are different. and it bothers me that a woman would turn her back on "her" people because they have become a product of their environments.
then in the article she goes and says the most offensive thing:

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Friday, January 2, 2009
Kawasaki syndrome
but this situation has increased my interest in Kawasaki syndrome. so i will not bore you with the details but i have provided a link directly to the american heart associations website. if you feel so inclined, read up on the topic. its very interesting, i think.
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