WOW! Two posts in one day, do I have a fever...possibly but don't think so. But I just started sneezing I'm up to number three, scratch that 4, I think my record is like 10, oops number 5. Ugh, can I stop sneezing long enough to type, I think not, 6. So it was a really sh!tty day at work, it was slammed packed busy and we were short, 7, three sales people. Lisa ended up staying til like 4pm when she usually leaves around 2, but Christina and I were soo greatful because she stayed long enough for us to eat lunch at 3pm but still we were absolutely starving. Tomorrow we are still going to be short handed but hopefully it will not be as busy since it will be Tuesday and hopefully not every one and their mother will have done something to their Sprint/Nextel phone overnight. Okay, so I think I am finally done sneezing. Now, I want to ask you this, why is Doug letting me keep all of Ethan's outgrown clothes and toys if he doesn't want to have another baby. I asked him this and he just gives me the, "I dunno?!" I think subconsciously(sp?) he does want another one, he was just a lil overwhelmed when Ethan decided to pop into this world. In all reality, so was I but I guess I just looked at it a lil differently. I looked at Ethan as a blessing and at first, by no means now, Doug looked at a baby as a burden, and that it was going to ruin our lives and we were not gonna have enough money and on and on and on. Now that he's here and we've adjusted I think that he knows it was a blessing. I really want another baby but not right now. I want Ethan to be out of diapes and off of formula and all that jazz. I'm thinking when he's like 2.5 to 3 years old we could start trying to have another one and because I must be a fertile Myrtle to have gotten pg on the pill it prolly won't take that long. Welps my ankle is still killing and it's super sore from being on it all day that I think I am gonna go to bed. Maybe I will get back into blogging. I kinda dropped off the map for like a month. Don't wanna jinx myself though. Does anyone even read my blog?!?!?! Dunno, don't care I guess, I need to upload some more pics so I can finish up Ethan's photo album!!!

So yea ugh, that's how this day went and it's still not even over yet. It has been really slow at work all day and all I can think about is going home to see my booga and hubby. We are however supposed to be out to dinner and watch movies with L.J., Britt, Ayden, and a few other people and that should be fun. Then I have tomorrow off!!! yay finally I need a break. Then next week I have to work Monday through Friday and then I have the whole weekend off. I really want to do something exciting. I don't know what just exciting. I really wanted to get a tattoo on Tuesday but Doug said he hates tattoos. He then told me that he didn't care and he wouldn't be happy but he wouldn't be mad. I asked him if he would get mad and yell at me or like give me the silent treatment or something and he said no it would be kind of hard to give you the silent treatment seeing as your my wife. I really think that I want to go ahead and get it. I don't think he would be extremely mad and this is something that would be really meaningful to me. I want to get Ethan's name inside a blue star with like lines going off of it so the star would be like "shining". I think that would be really cute and meaningful and I don't think I would regret it like some other people do like 10 years after they get their tattoo. I hope tonight will be fun and we finally get to use our playpen again. We used it for awhile when we first brought Ethan home from the hospital because from the C-section I really couldn't get up in the bed. 
*Random thought- I was thinking today when me, DH, and Ethan were laying in bed about the very first night we brought Ethan home from the hospital. It was one of the worst nights of sleep I have ever gotten and I really didn't sleep that much. I really couldn't move very much because my c-section scar was extremely painful and everytime he cried I would barely be able to move and Doug would have to pick him up. It was that day that I wished I could breast feed. I really think I could have breast fed him if I didn't end up in ICU after having him and he was having problems breathing and couldn't regulate his body temperature so he was NICU. We really did have a rough go of it in the beginning. 
My next baby will be booby-fed all the way. I think I missed out on a lot of closeness with Ethan by not breastfeeding him. I HATE FORMULA! (just so you know)
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