Day after thanksgiving

SO after stuffing my face with food yesterday.. today I'm doing it again as I type. LOL
I hope everyone had a wonderful thanksgiving, I sure did. I also didn't go shopping! I know, I know.. its a sin not to go shopping on black Friday, but seriously c'mon now.. standing in those huge lines.. i don't think so. Last year i did go and I will admit that i got some pretty good deals..but not anything I really wanted. Just stuff I got because it was on "sale".. Does anyone else do that? Or is that just me? I think the only people that get the good deals are the ones that camp out for 2 days... and I'm not willing to miss my turkey leg and stuffing for that:) Maybe I'll go shopping tomorrow or Sunday..I'm sure the sales will still be going on right?

Being a young mom

Pregnant at 19. Mom at age 20. My life changed radically when my little girl came into my life. I went from being a spoiled irresponsible girl to a MOM. I thought my life would be the same... boy was I wrong. I don't regret having a child so young. I became a better person, responsible, sensible, caring and most importantly I understood my mom for the first time in my life. You see the reason my life changed wasn't because I has a child but because of what happened after. When my daughter was born on Feb. 7 2005, she couldn't breathe. She was transported via helicopter to Children's Hospital Los Angeles. The dreaded phone call came when I was still recovering from delivery in that hospital bed. "Your baby needs heart surgery or she will die" the voice on the other side of the phone line said. That day my life changed. Alysse was diagnosed with TAPVR. It is a congenital (present at birth) heart defect that occurs when the vessels that bring oxygen-rich blood back to the heart from the lungs are improperly connected.You can read more about this here http://www.pediheart.org/parents/defects/TAPVR.htm

Dont ask

I'm so annoyed. My mom tells me I'm rude because I don't like talking to my brothers or other people about Lizzy's problem. Yes, she has a heart problem they know that so why do i have to talk about it all the time. every time we have a family gathering , or we run into someone. Yes she's going to have surgery again . whats so frikkin wrong with not wanting the whole world to know that i feel like crap every minute of everyday just thinking about Feb. 9 , the day of the operation. I don't care if I'm rude when someone asks and i just answer vaguely and walk away. Doesn't she understand that every time i talk about it, I re live everything and its like a jabbing pain in my heart. I dont want to answer the same questions over and over.