Here. There. Everywhere.

Physical therapy for an infant is proving to be a harder thing to set up than it will be to actually do. I've had to fill out paperwork, mail it back to the hospital and now have to speak with a social worker before they will even consider setting up an appointment for Alexa. I don't even know why I have to speak to a social worker. I don't abuse my daughter, that's certainly why she isn't learning how to sit sooner than later. We have insurance, so payment isn't a problem. I feel like it's more of a hassel than a help.

Money - where in the hell does it all go? It literally goes from one hand and flies out of the other. Get rick quick ideas - send them my way. It's simply not financially wise for me to go back to work right now. I could, but then every dime I make would go towards putting Lexi in a day care facility, and not even a great one. I need some kind of work from home job. I'm debating selling jewelry, or even Avon. I need to research and see what's more feesable.

Geneology - finding out where my family came from is a hell of a task. I've spent several weeks on this now, and FINALLY have found someone who may know a bit more than the rest of us. Here's to hoping he's still alive and living where it says he is.

My birthday is in less than a week, and I'm excited but not all at the same time. A year ago I couldn't go out because I was pregnant and bordering stuck in bed. This year, we're financially strapped and I may not get to enjoy it anyway. A lot of people don't care about that, its JUST a birthday. But it's more than that to me.

Naps are proving to be something of the past for my wee one here. She isn't cooperating with them much lately, and instead crapping out on me around 6 o'clock in the afternoon, when we need her to be awake.

That's where I am right now. This is what I've been dealing with. This adulthood stuff sucks.