So yesterday was defiantly hard. I was at Brandon `s house waiting for him to get home from getting his hair edged up, when his mom got a horrible call. It was Brandon, he had been in a car accident and was having problems breathing and couldn `t hardly move. It took us 15 minutes to get to the scene. The car was totaled. Brandon was laying in the middle of the median on a stretcher with a neck brace on. They rushed him to the hospital in an ambulance, which they didn `t let me ride in which was fucking stupid as hell. We were all waiting in the emergency room waiting for him to get there, me, his mom, his brother and sister, his two best friends. Then after 20 long ass minutes, they let me and his mom go back into the room to see him. He was just laying in the hospital bed so shooken up. I stayed by his side til he got released around 930 that night. He had x-rays taken, everything came back fine. His chest, his neck, and his back were/are in so much pain. When he hit the car infront of him, the airbags didn `t deploy, therefore he hit the steering wheel at full force. He `s on medicines now which make him do nothing but sleep really, but thats good so hopefully the bruising will go down. We `re all just thankful that he made it out okay and that he `s going to make a full recovery. I almost went with him to the barbershop too, i usually do and just happened to not go this time. God is defiantly looking out for the both of us. We `re praying he will be better soon and this won `t scar him too much. Keep him in your prayers.Other than that, the baby is doing very good. I feel him kicking everyday, and he kept me up all night lastnight doing it. That and me constantly checking on Brandon. I will update later.

Well, i haven `t been on in quite some time now, i `ve been busy packing all my things to move in with Brandon, and now i `m offically moved in. The second i moved in though, things came up, and now me and Brandon are getting our own place. We `re trying to get this nice appartment, two bedrooms, two baths, den, living room, kitchen, ya know, just what we need. So we `ll see if we can get that and should know by this week. So we `re packing everything up and we `re very busy. Hopefully this will be the last time we move for awhile!! I `m sick of moving//packing!!

Tuesday, 22 April 2008

Friday, 25 April 2008

Well, yesterday i had a big scare. i went to the bathroom (#2) and then wipped and there was blood on the tolite paper. I didn't know if my, you know, was bleeding or my butt. I know grose, but i don't care. So i went and told Brandon and he just thought it was my butt. So later that night i went pee, and there was still blood. It wasn't alot, but it was blood. I still don't know what it was, but it stopped, and i have felt Quinton moving. Not as much as he was earlier this week, but he's still moving. I think i should call the doctor, but i'm not sure.

Other than that, my 18th birthday was wednesday, and i went out to eat at my favorite place, PiZZA HUTTTTT =] so it was me, brandon, my 3 sisters, and my best friend. i ended up getting my pizza for free because they messed up on it and i had to wait for another one to be cooked. so that was good =] then afterwards, we went down to the tattoo place && i got my nose re-pierced =] yay, i'm never taking it out again. Ohh, i took a picture of my tummy now at 26 weeks =] go look!!

Saturday, 10 May 2008

So i had my doctors apt on Thursday, everything is fine. Baby is doing good, heartbeat is normal. I also had my sugar test, can you say yuck. Tasted like kool-aid with no sugar and was thicker and had an acidy after taste. Atleast its over with. The doctor told me that if i don't hear anything by Tuesday than everything is fine. I'm probably still going to call up there to check in on everything though. Ohh, and i now weigh 126, i've gained alotttt. and the doctor told me i need to gain maybe 15 more pounds because it would be healthy. I'm just praying i will lose it ALL afterwards && fast. Ohh yeah, we also changed the spelling of Quentin. Its not Quentin, not Quinton =] its more unique.

Thursday, June 19 2008

So i had a doctors apt on Tuesday, and i went with my sister, it was supposed to be just a normal check up. And my blood pressure was fine, i gained two pounds that i had lost at the last visit, the doctor says she wants me to gain about 5 more pounds. So the doctor was feeling my stomach, measuring it and everything, like normal. Then she said "i'm going to schedule you to get an ultrasound because he doesn't feel like he's grown. I want you to get an ultrasound today to make sure if he's still growing." So me and my sister went to the waiting room for the ultrasound and i'm over here freaking out. Then, finally the nurse calls me in for the ultrasound, i go in, i feel like i'm sitting on the table forever waiting for the doctor to come in who's doing the ultrasound. So she finally comes in, she took all the measurments, and she said he looks fine, he just looks like he's going to be a small baby. Which is what i've expected considering me and Brandon are both small people. So since she was giving me an ultrasound, i went ahead and asked if she could check to make sure he still has boy parts, so she did, and BAMMM, its still a boy. Oh well, it was worth a try, hahaha. So me and my sister got to see him opening and closing his mouth, him moving around, his BIG feet, and oh my god he has Brandons nose. Awh, and we saw his hair!! He isn't bald!!! yay!! i want him to have a damn afro when he's born, i want a ton of hair on that lil man's head!! So i went back in to see the doctor after the ultrasound, she said shes going to have the ultrasound specialist look at the measurments to determin if i need to come in before my next schedueled apt to get another ultrasound. Most likely next apt, July 1st, i'll be getting another ultrasound again. I just want Quentin to be healthy, and with everything going on i'm so stressed out, between shit going on with me and brandon and the living arrangment and money. When i'm stressed i don't and can't eat like i'm supposed to, i really just prey he will be okay. I'll keep everyone updated though..

Friday, June 20, 2008 - Saturday, June 21, 2008

Well i'm in North Carolina this weekend visiting my dad and family, and i got a horrible call Friday evening. Brandon called me and told me Boozie, our 6 month old PitBull, was very sick. He was throwing up everywhere, having runny poop everywhere, and wouldn't hardly move. So, ofcourse i told Brandon to take him to the vet ASAP, but by the time all this was getting so bad, all the vets had closed for the night. The only open vet was the Vet ER. So Boozie was taken to the ER, and i'm in North Carolina panicing like crazy. When Brandon told me all his symptoms i automatically knew Boozie had parvo virus. So i went and looked up Parvo, and Boozie had EVERY SINGLE symptom. He didn't have hardly any chance of living. So by this point i'm freaking out crying. Its about 2 am now Saturday morning and Boozie is still at the vet. Brandon calls and says its going to be $85 to just keep an IV in him so he stops being dehydrated. We didn't have the money and there wasn't anything we could do. The vet said there was no medicine they could give him that would help him until Monday when all the vets opened back up, she also said it would cast nearly $1,000 to try to just keep him alive til Monday, but there was still no guarentee he would live. Then i happen to fall asleep because i had been so tired all that day, and i get a call around 4am. I swear, its the worst call any animal lover wants to hear. Brandon told me that he had bad news and i just started balling. I knew they had put him down, i just had a horrible feeling in my stomach, he told me everything the vet had said and that it would be best to put him down. I didn't want to at all because i felt like he was my son, we had raised him since he was a little puppy, and now he was going to be killed. So Boozie was put down because he was infected by Parvo. I feel like i've failed as a parent. Its going to take me a long time to get over him, and its still hard holding back all the tears today. But i know he's happy now and he isn't suffering, he's playing with the other 2 dogs i have had put down in my life. RIP BOOZIE -- DECEMBER 2007 - JUNE 21, 2008.

Friday June 27, 2008

So Friday i was supposed to be moving out of my ex step sisters appartment, i was on my way to get the moving truck with Brandon's mom and his brother and sister when i get a call from my ex step sister, she said she wanted her car seat, her stroller, and her pack and play back. The thing is, is the only thing she actually bought was the carseat. I knew once she saw i was moving out she was going to take those items, so i put them into my car. So we all get back to the appartment in the moving truck and three police are there. Shes claming all the stuff i had bought is hers and i stole it all from her. She claims to have recieps for everything,which is hilarous because i bought everything. The police believed her 100% and then i went into the appartment to start moving mine and Brandon's things out when i see that all of the baby stuff is gone. EVERYTHING i had spent my money on and everything brandon, his mom, my family had spent their money on was gone. She claimed it was everything she had bought and took it. The police didn't do a damn thing about it either, they just believed her. Then the police told me that i was lucky to be getting my things out of the appartment because since i wasn't on the lease, she could technically say everything was hers. Bullshit. Then ontop of all of that, she told the police i was the only one allowed in the appartment to get my things out, Brandon's brother, sister and mom weren't allowed to help. So i'm over her almost 9 months pregnant moving all this shit out of the appartment while everyone just watches. The police just stood there, it was horrible. So i'm due in about 2-3 weeks and i have to start completly over. Buy all new clothes i had spent money on buying from the moment i found out i was pregnant back in November. She even took the first outfit me and Brandon bought Quentin after we left the hospital when we found out we were having a boy. Everything. Its such a shame that she went that low and stole everything from a 9 month pregnant woman and her unborn son. So now i have to start over, but my family is helping me this time. As for my EX step sister, i hope she burns in hell and has fun looking at all my baby clothes, its not like she will ever have what i have, which is a baby, a family, someone who loves me, and a life.