tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7884536605563361749.post2476183762634734317..comments2023-06-20T04:17:56.718-07:00Comments on Loving Life As Mommy Of Two :): A wonderful anniversary, but a horrible dinner party..Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12640882356578241729noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7884536605563361749.post-6173543164351033882010-07-29T15:56:10.539-07:002010-07-29T15:56:10.539-07:00W0w! That is crazy about the dinner party! In fron...W0w! That is crazy about the dinner party! In front of the Babies? Alcohol will never be in my house. Was Morgan drinking too?MommyMayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14895017376704760161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7884536605563361749.post-17006975306681206852010-07-29T15:29:10.042-07:002010-07-29T15:29:10.042-07:00It is girls like that that give us a bad name. You...It is girls like that that give us a bad name. You have more patience and self control than I do. I never have a problem pointing bad stuff out to people and saying stuff. I would have went off on the girl. Alcohol can stay in your system for a couple days. I dont know personally but it was one of those things I learned about in my pregnancy class in High School. They have these little test strips that you can put in pumped milk and see if it contains alcohol. Hopefully that is what she did. God Bless that baby. I cried a bit when I had my son. But not much. I didn't cry because I missed my "teenage" life but because I loved him so much an I was so afraid I wouldn't be able to give him everything. That still scares me to this day. The fight at your apartment is scary. That use to happen every night where I used to live when I was pregnant the first time and after he was born for about a month. Fights every night, police,drugs, guns, 2 dead bodies. It was normal in the complex I lived in. It was definitely scary. I was 17,18 pregnant on my own (drew worked like 12 hour days). My family was almost 3 hours away. I had people try to break in and guys try to start stuff if I stepped outside (still happens doesn't matter if I have kids or not. They do not care). There was some noise outside once and I looked out the window to see a car drive past with a gun sticking out. I saw plenty of stuff I didn't want to see. Fortunately I got out of there. We live in a better place but it is still the ghetto. I still have guys trying stuff and plenty of drama and drugs but nothing compared to that place. Im getting out of here in October and hopefully moving into a house in a quiet neighborhood.Baby Yearshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09779002842744140629noreply@blogger.com