No life...

Wow this is gonna be an exciting post. I seriously have no life these days. All I'm doing is looking for a job and hanging out with my family. I have hardly any motivation to even look for a job. It's depressing. I hate this economy. A friend and I both recently graduated and we were just talking about how ridiculous it is that we can't even get a job as a bank teller. At the bank they said they received over 100 applications for 1 teller position. So they gave the job to some lady with ten years of experience. How am I supposed to have ten years of experience when I'm only 23? Woof I don't even wanna be a bank teller.

On a happier note, here's my son with a corndog. The other day i was like, "William I love you so much!" and he was like, "Mama, I love torndogs so much!"

I choose my choice!

 I was trying to write a blog entry and it started to sound like a research paper on the history of sex ed. Let me restart. I am mad. I’m mad when people look down or question the choices I made. I, along with the majority of teenagers today decided to have sex before I was married. I got pregnant; I decided to have my child. I am not a tragedy. My beautiful children are not mistakes. They are the most amazing things I have done so far in this life. Yes I missed out on some opportunities. I never got to live in a dorm. I never got to travel to Peru. I attended college near my hometown instead of the coolest city du jour. I am 6 weeks away from graduating with my bachelor’s degree. I live in a nice apartment. I have happy, healthy and intelligent children. There is not one type of life people need to have to be happy or successful. There is not one order of way to do things in life. Life is not an episode of Dora the Explorer with a map set out in front of us and only 3 places to go and only one way to get to the ultimate destination.

(C) February 5, 2011

hmmm what next???

Graduating college was the lamest thing ever for me. I've spent my entire adult life building up to this accomplishment, and now that I am all done it feels so surreal. I graduated in March so didn't walk at graduation yet. (still not sure if I will). I left my last day of class thinking, "This is it?" In many ways I had been building  up to that day for my entire life. I though back to my first day of kindergarten where my parents dressed me in the cutest styles of 1993 and took pictures of me on the front porch with my Little Mermaid lunchbox and pink backpack. Thankfully no cameras were there to witness my last day of 17+ years of schooling. I was wearing sweats and hadn't showered yet.

So now what am I supposed to do? I have my children to keep me busy half the time. When I am with them i can't imagine getting much done besides taking care of their every need from wiping their snot noses to laughing hysterically at knock knock jokes. Mad props to any single mother who works full time and raises her kids. I don't know how I would manage. I've applied for a few random jobs, and had one awful interview. For now I guess I'll continue doing what I'm doing and be a part time stay at home mom to my beautiful babies and a full time girlfriend to my amazing boyfriend. eh... could be worse right?