Sounds like most of our bubbas are sick - Blake has a runny nose and is miserable this morning as well as overnight.

On a better note he had a wonderful birthday and got spoiled rotten! He got big Tonka trucks, a whole new wardrobe including jammies and socks, lots of great books, a swing, a big fisher price bus wagon thing with blocks in it, and oh so much more, there is no room in this house for more toys but at least now Blakey can play with boy toys instead of teapots and dolls lol. Thank you so much to his KK (yes I know who you are!!!), he absolutely loves his hoodie and he is gonig to have a special birthday bath tomorrow with his pirate ducky bubbles!

I'm a bit down in the dumps, Scott is making no effort to see Blake and even threatened to smash my sister's car to pieces because she won't drop Blake over there (why whould she, HE needs to make the god damn effort). I'm just so........broken I guess you could say. I'm just not me alot of the time, I just walk around moping whenever I think about it because it hurts so much to see how it will eventually effect Blake - I grew up without much contact with my father at all until high school, and I sure as hell won't let that happen with my little boy. He has Dave at least, to whom I am eternally greatful, he really does help me out so much and we both love him to bits.

Sorry for the babbling I just needed to put it all down. Off to a friend's baby shower today, should be a good catch up day!