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It’s more of a frame of mind thing for me… and i think i’m ready to do something now. I think what did it was cleaning a few things out of my closet a few days ago. The closet is just SO packed with clothes, but I keep wearing the same 5 shirts, the same 3 pants cuz it’s their the only ones that fit. So I’m going to store the rest, and donate some too.

I only pulled out my shorts and skirts ( yes, I used to wear miniskirts all the time), then stopped cuz it was so depressing. I can’t believe I used to think i was chubby when i fit in those clothes. I used to weigh 130-135 back then and always thought i needed to be at 125, i even made it to 117 at one point. now i’m a chunky 175. I tried to pull a pair of those shorts up my legs LOL! I knew they wouldn’t fit, i guess i just wanted to see how far up they’d go… mid thighs, that’s it.

When i get to my old shirts.. heh.. now that’s going to make me cry. my boobs won’t even fit in the shirts i wore when i was 6 months pg!!!

…cuz that’s where my computer is. I’m going out on some very last minute shopping in a bit.. hopefully be back before the baby wakes up. I wanna try giving her solids for the first time today… preferably in the AM first feeding would be good and i have to pass by publix to get the food. avacado and rice (which i’ll be blending first to turn into a powder) she hates the rice cereal crap for babies and last time it made her sick.

Spent the day yesterday first at breakfast with dennis’ dad then from there to miami for a cousin’s birthday party. Damn i think everyone and their second cousin was there. The baby got passed around so much everytime i’d look over to track her whearabouts she was in someone else’s arms. For a baby with bad stranger anxiety, she did surprisingly well with all the bustle and passing around. At one point i looked over and someone I had never seen before (who knows, some friend of a friend of the fam) had her in his arms saying ” i found a baby! she’s mine now” jeez. and, of course, everyone had some opinion about how we feed her, don’t feed her, how it’s too cold for her outside. 3 different people asked “where’s her hat?” SHE DOESN’T HAVE A FREAKIN HAT, PEOPLE!!!!! at least none i brought for her anyway. it was a little nipply but she was fine. with her socks, pants and 3 layers of shirt and sweater. what more could you need in crisp weather? we’re not talking subzero temperatures, afterall! Everyone felt it necessary to say how their cousin’s, daughter’s, friends’, baby eats everything under the sun including chicken, beans, stew, you name it, at 4 months of age. They think it’s crazy that jada at 5 months still hasn’t had anything other than milk. but then, under the same breath they say “wow, she sure is strong and chubby… so healthy looking”… idiots.

and then i got to see my brother jerry’s 3 kids. MY GOD THEY’RE SO BIG. i oogled over them for the rest of the night.

Despite the unwanted child rearing ‘advice’, It was a fun time… however, it would have been better without all the “advice”.. :\

My camera’s battery died, so i only got 3 shots. DAMN!!

Here’s a funny moment… Jada got hungry and pissed off so she tried to find booby on my nephew’s chest!!

ok, here’s the picture. I photoshop’d it to add the text at the bottom. :)