The life and times of Pamela King

I LOVE packing to go camping......Heck I love camping in general. I have the most detailed list and it keeps growing. I love to get ready for trips. I still remember the first time I went camping as a kid. We were gone for a week and had gone to Mohican State Park in Loudonville, OH. It is one of the most beautiful parks that I had ever camped in........except for the hill that we camped next too. The hill every night was covered in the biggest Harvest Man spiders I had ever seen and they were EVERYWHERE! I was my most favorite and worst trip in my life. Beautiful setting, all the hiking, the canoe rides. It was perfect. It was the worst trip ever for me as well. It involved my dad and duct tape. That's the most I am willing to divulge there. Any who back to our trip......I am so excited for it that I am already packing. I have got half of everything packed that we need. The rest we will have to do the day of. I am so glad that I am getting to do this with Kaity. I just know that the sooner I get her out there and start her camping the more she will enjoy as she gets older. Or at least I am hoping. I most certainly can't wait until she is old enough to go to Cedar Point. I used to go there every weekend in the summer when I learned how to drive. That is the only thing I miss about living in Ohio.....that and going to Canada every weekend in the winter :). Any way it is going to be at the most beautiful spot at Jordan Lake. I was going to go to my "secret spot" at Jordan Lake but B is afraid that we will get caught and since that section is in Durham County I would hate to have one of the sheriffs' officers that he knows come out there. So instead we are going to another spot. I can't wait to share the pics as there will be many! I am turning into such a MOM and I love it.

I can't wait for this weekend to be over. Brian will be home and I will get to relax with him on the couch Monday night and watch him play on his 360. I know it sounds stupid but I love watching him play as I lay on his lap. To me that's what I live for every night after a long day. I also love it when he is at work and we message each other all night so even though he isn't here it feels as if though he is. I am such a sap but I am really in love with that man. He is my best friend and husband all rolled into one.

What else.....I am getting excited about this upcoming semester of college. It is going to be very HARD but I can't wait. I miss school and I just know that I am going to LOVE every minute of it.

Kaity is absolutely amazing me with her speech and how fast she seems to pick up new words and sentences now. She is simply amazing as more and more of her personality is being reveled to us. I can't believe how advanced she is in her speech. I also love how she wants to help with everything and how she seems to enjoy helping me clean up and doing dishes. It might take twice as long as normal but I don't care as it is so much fun and besides I get to bond with her over a sink of soapy water! The other day I pulled out her giant baby box that I am using to save everything in and I was looking through it and started crying. I had saved one of the first diapers out of the first pack that we had bought and to see the size of that diaper was amazing. I remember how those used to fit big on her and looking at that now......I mean it's so tiny. Her size 6 diapers are HUGE compared to those. Even her coming home outfit was HUGE on her and now it looks like it would be big on a Cabbage Patch Doll. It is so hard to believe that she was ever that small and now she stands 35" tall. She was 19 1/4" tall. WOW is all I can say about that. Sometimes I wish that we could have another child but we can't. So instead I document everything I can so I will never forget.

I used to be an avid fan of Babycenter when I was pregnant with Kaity. After she was born I wasn't able to get on as much as I would have liked. Between lack of sleep, keeping house and going back to work (I had 21 days maternity leave and I used up 5 before she was born), I was tired. I would go to work, come home and spend time with her, clean up the house and have dinner ready for when B came home. Then I would pass out only to wake up again at 3am to be to work at 4:30am. I am SO GLAD that I became a stay at home after that. I was never getting any sleep, any real quality time with Kaity, or anytime for myself. I was going crazy. Yet now that Kaity is older and has this whole "I don't need you mommy" thing going on, I now have the time to be able to do more for myself. So I got back on Babycenter and I am glad that I have since I felt pretty isolated in the sense that I wasn't alone and that I had other moms out there to talk to and to relate to.
I have decided to start a new blog that will have all of the recipes that B and I have created over the years. I want to put them into a format that will one day be easier to print out and save since B and I are going to create a cookbook one day. This is something that he and I really want to do. A LOT of our recipes are amazing and some are our twists on recipes that are already out there. I am working on a kid friendly section that will allow Kaity to help me cook and hopefully she will enjoy as well. It's kinda hard to do that when her taste for food changes each week. One week she LOVES hot dogs and the next week she loathes them. She will hand back her little plate and say "ucky". It's cute but being her short order cook is growing tiresome.
So B missed getting on the team by 2.4 points. He had to shoot 90%. At least he will get to shoot again to re-qualify. I just hated it for him since they gave him a gun that he has never shot before and expected him to be able to shoot 90% or better in two days of practice and he has only able to shoot about 150 rounds each day. I know that copper is in short supply and bullets are expensive but damn. With practice he will only get better and hopefully he can find the time to get out to the range a lot in the coming weeks. I will have to make sure he does.Oh and about the car. Since he has changed a timing belt before and since I have changed a couple.......we are going to do it together over at Boonies house hopefully sometime when he is off next. I can't wait. There is nothing like spending time together having a few beers and working on a car together.
Oh and soon we will be going camping and I can't wait for that. I have to plan a menu and everything. Gotta get the list ready! I am so excited. We borrowed Cliff and Bev's tent since I can't find ours. Guess we will have to buy a new one which is good since our last one was a two person tent and we will need a bigger one for all three of us to fit inside. We haven't been camping in a while and I miss it. I used to go camping all the time and now we will start doing it more since she is older.
Steve just sent me a stupid text.......I love ya Steve but you're an idiot :)! I mean WTF was that?
Any who, B at first didn't like going camping but if you do it right it is a lot of fun. I love being outdoors and going for hikes and such. Kaity is already an outdoorsy kind of person so I know that she will enjoy it. I just wonder how she will do without being able to see Dora!

So I also wanted to add that I finished two very important documents today. I finally finished my Letter of Last Instructions and My Last Will and Testament. All that I will need to do now is get them certified with the people that I named as caregivers and handlers of my estate if Brian should die with or before me. I am trying to get Brian to do his and hopefully the next time he is off on his seven (after he helps me with the car) that he will get to his. I feel that this is something that is important and needs to be done. Brian at first thought that it was funny the thought of me stressing to him about doing them but then I reminded him that anyone can die at anytime regardless of age. I mean my favorite cousin in the entire world died at the ripe old age of 23. After he died our entire family (his secondary) fought over his estate since he didn't have a will or anything to that affect written up. I just don't want that to happen to Kaity. Brian and I already have all of our assets (i.e. life insurance and his payouts from the state) going to Kaity at 100%. I just want to make sure that no one fights over Kaity is both of us should die before she turns eighteen. No what I REALLY don't want is MY family to fight over getting her and then become her guardian. If that happens they will be in charge of our assets that she will will inherit and I DON'T WANT that to happen. So I have got to get him to do that ASAP as should everyone else that reads this.
Well I got everything cleaned up. I can always get everything cleaned up so quickly since I basically "spring clean" every other day. I just wish that Kaity will soon get over her fear of the vacuum cleaner as that is the last thing that I need to do but I can only do it when Brian is here or when she is sleeping. It bothers me when she hears it running as she will run to the couch and say to herself over and over again "It's OK, it's alright". I always feel like a horrible mother when she does that. Plus it's not just that, she will also do that with the blender, the mixer, the food processor, and the hot air popcorn maker. She is really bad when it come to the motorcycle as she will run screaming from that. I am almost certain that she has a sensitivity to loud noises.
The only thing that won't bother her is the blow dryer but when it is on it runs so quietly.
Also Kaity is falling in love with Dora. She gets to watch two hours a day of tv and when she does all she asks for is Dora. She used to ask for Pablo (Backyardigans) but I guess she got tired of that show. It is too cute as she gets all excited when she sees Back Pack on the tv! I love how she gets a kick out of the little things in life!

I am feeling so bad for him because he is stressing out over making this team at work. So of course the more he worries the worse his shot gets. He and I both know that when he makes Sgt soon he won't be able to do it anymore. Besides that gun case that he would have to carry to work everyday is HUGE. It doesn't even fit in his trunk with the back seats down. Only cool thing about it would be that I would get to go out to the range and shoot it.
Plus he is now stressing out over the his car. Some days it will start and other days it won't. I keep telling him that it could be with the fuel filter, fuel pump or timing belt going bad. I think that it might be the the belt......but which one the balancer or the timing. I would have to open the housing to see. I know that it isn't the spark plugs because he and I just changed them. I am hoping that it isn't the filter because I REALLY don't want to have to drop the tank since it is on top of it. I hate that Honda puts them on top. They couldn't have put it on the fuel filler pipe? Or even better closer to the fuel filler gasket? NOPE! So if I have to drop it, it will take me all day to do it. Now if it is the timing belt I can just take off the top cover and bottom cover exposing the camshaft and timing belts (the balancer timing belt and the timing belt). I would have to replace probably both of those and the timing belt adjuster spring. That would be easy......easier than the gas tank. I know how to do that on American made cars since I have changed those a few times but this will be my first on a foreign made car. One more stress for him but he won't need to since I know how to change it and I have done it before whereas he hasn't. Only good thing that my asshole father ever showed me......how to work on cars.
So he I am sitting at home and waiting to wash a pot that is soaking. Kaity LOVES to help me out in the kitchen. She LOVES even more to help me do dishes since I hand wash everything. It is so cute as she will grab her little brush and help me clean everything. I think that she just likes playing with the bubbles but she hates bubbles in her bath....go figure. So I am going to finish up now. Gotta go and sort some laundry, sweep all the floors, finish dishes, start dinner and dust before B gets home. He loves coming home to a "white glove" house and I know that after a long day at the range he will most certainly enjoy it. I enjoy cooking, cleaning and keeping house and he enjoys the results!!

I just so sick and tired of so many things.........I am always one to worry about everything. I absolutely got sick and tired of hearing my best friend Shannon bitching about everything that her husband, his two kids and his ex wife would do. It was getting to the point where it seemed like she was going enjoyment out of hearing about when and being present for when they would be punished. She was fixated on the fact that she thought that her husbands oldest kid wasn't really his (even though she had been told that she was by him). She was fixated on his ex (i.e. the way she acted, talked and dressed). I just got tired of how every time I would go and see her that, that was all I had to look forward to. I got tired of it all so I finally put an end to it. I tried numerous times to change the subject but she just wouldn't stop. It was as if she wasn't getting the clues that I was giving her. I might be an outgoing aggressive person but I can't say NO to people. I finally just stopped going over there or hanging out with her. I just told her that I couldn't see her anymore. That helped plus the whole dog thing......another story......but I had to quit because of the stress. I was taking it all out on my husband. I mean how many times can you talk about the same thing over and over and over again. I felt as if though I had lived all that she was going through. Do I feel bad about? YES!!!! Very much so because I feel responsible for the whole thing. I mean I did introduce them to each other. Yet I have come to learn that even though I introduced them I didn't hold a gun to their heads when they got married or when they decided to have a kid together. I just feel like I lost a great friend but I never felt like I was truly a friend to her......I felt as if though I was just someone to bitch and vent to. I would just hate it when she would ask for my opinion on something, and I would give it but she would never listen. I used to dread the whole "what would you do" questions that she would present me with. I knew that if I didn't give her the answer that she wanted....she would dismiss it. Yet if I told her what she wanted to hear she would go back and tell her husband and then he would get mad at me for butting in on their lives. After a while he began to dislike me solely on what she would say to him about what I would have to say. That really got old. So I guess all I have to say now is that I hope one day she will stop all of the nit-picking and just get over everything and accept things for the way they are. Her husband will always be who he is, the kids will always be who they are (and they will ALWAYS be there) and that his ex is who she is and even though she doesn't think that they should have ever gotten together they did so GET OVER IT!!! I just hate that he is going through all of that. She does the same thing to him but since he won't put his foot down about it I guess it will just continue. I am just hoping that when I start school at Watts that I will make some friends there. I will be with these people for the next 2 years. I just want a mature friend that cares about me as much as I will care about them. I never ever want a one-sided friendship again. Besides.....this is why I usually just stick to guys as my friends. They are so MUCH easier too get along with. Yet I still have to be careful about that though, I have already ended up with two stalkers by having guys as friends.

I am also tired of my hubby worrying about me with regards to Kaity. He is so worried that she is stressing me out but in actuality it is he who is stressing me out. I only ask for him to step in and help me with her when I really need him to. Otherwise I can deal with her on my own. He just feels as if though he needs to step up all the time and it stresses him out which in turn stresses me out. Like I told him today......I am not worried about her when I start these super hard classes and with the 70 hour weeks that I will be using to study, no I already know that I will be stressing about how he will handle her. He isn't violent or mean.......he is just very gruff and I hate that. I know that is why she says sorry all of the time. The only thing that I ask is that he will be nice to her and to concentrate on things that stress him out. I need him to be level headed for the next 2 years..... I mean I had to let go of all my stresses.......Shannon, that bitch mother of mine and how she thinks and acts like a 16 year old, both of my sisters since they are immature, my brother who is a dead beat and finally my dead-beat, loser, abusive, drug-doing asshole of a father. The last straw came when my own MOTHER called DSS on me because she just had to get the last word in because I told her that I never wanted to talk to her again. Basically I wrote off my whole family and I have no regrets as I don't want them influencing my daughter.

So other than the fact that I am proud of my hubby for what he is doing today, the fact that it is raining and Kaity and I are stuck inside life is just peaceful and I am happy and content.

OK, So I have had alot of people ask me why I wanted to become a nurse and why I choose WSON for nursing school. So I am going to lay it all out.....

I have always had a real passion for people. I am amazed with how the human body works. I love how science meets the human body to heal. To be a nurse and to be there in someones time of need to me will be a very rewarding career.

I choose WSON of nursing for several reasons.......aside from the fact that it is only ten minutes from where I live.

1. Watts is a VERY hard school to get in. My counselor told me that they only accept the top 15-20% of ALL people who apply. She then went on to tell me that my placement test along with my transcripts placed me in the top 3%.

2. The shorter amount of time that it takes to graduate versus other schools. I can get trained to be a RN in 2 years, other schools take 4 years to train you. The training from what I hear is some of the hardest in the country.

3. Watts will give you full tuition reimbursement (minus taxes) if you agree to stay on and work for Duke for at least 3 years after you graduate. They will give back 1/3 of your tuition every year that you work full time which is wonderful considering tuition for 3 years will be almost $24,000.

4. Watts produces students that are HIGHLY SOUGHT-AFTER and highly skilled. The nurses that come out of Watts had so much more skill and they are very sought-after. One lady that I talked to that graduated last year said that eveyone in her class was approached by recruiters BEFORE they even finshed. Some were offered more than just tuition reimbursement if they decided to come and work their hospital instead. Last year 96% of WSON students passed the RN exam as opposed to the state average of 86%.

5. I love that Watts is VERY TRADITIONAL!!! Right down to the hats :)! I can't wait to see what my school uniform will look like!

6. After I finish at MOC I will have no more night classes. I will have 3-4 days of classes plus 1 clinical the first semester and 2-3 days of classes with 2 clinicals for the rest of the semesters at WSON. Plus I will be done every day around 4 and I will have no weekend classes.
It is going to be A LOT of work but it is doable. The instructors are very strict, (i.e. Dress code, absentee policy) but it will be WORTH IT in the end for me. I am so lucky that I have a husband that doesn't want me to work while going to school. He says that the fact that I will be in school PLUS getting to stay home with my daughter will be all the WORK that I will need to do. :) I love him!!!!

Some much has happened to me in the course of the last several months.



1. I quit my job at RDU- I was being sexually harassed by a supervisor. I had gone to the managers over his head three times about it but their basic reaction was that of the "good ole boy" system.........I will take care of it. They did tell me that HR was aware of what was going on in case it got worse. SO they basically kept telling him to leave me alone every time that I would go down and complain on him. I think that it basically boiled down to the fact that he wasn't my immediate supervisor so that didn't really care about the whole thing. I knew that they were just wanting me to shut up about it and move on since I was getting the feeling that they didn't believe me. That supervisor had been working there since roll-out over 5 years ago and they never had any problems what so ever with him. I had only been there a year. Two days after my last complaint on him he had called me and said that if I were to meet up with him and talk about the whole thing he would leave me alone if he saw that that was what I really wanted. So stupidly I agreed. Well I agreed to meet him before I went to work the next day and when he showed up I could see that he had been drinking. So a fight ensues and as I start the car he reaches in through the window and bends my ignition key as he turns off my car and throws the key away from my car. As I get out to retrieve it, he pushes me down the hill to where the key was. I reach for my phone to call the cops and he comes at me. I ran up the hill to where my car was parked and tried to keep the car between he and I. Finally he leaves when people start coming over because they see him chasing me. I called my husband and told him what had happened and that I would need the other key to the car just to be able to start it. He was furious. When he got there he called the guy to tell him to leave me alone and to call him every name in the book and what he thought of him. The police get there and get my side of the story and after calling him, he tells them that we were dating and that he was breaking up with me and that I WENT OFF ON HIM! So and wouldn't you know, the police start saying that his story makes better sense, and am I sure that I don't want to tell them what really happened. The cops thought that I was lying about not dating him. So after the police get off the phone with him, that supervisor decides to call my husbands work to say that my husband was going to kill him (my husband never said that, I was standing right there listening to him on the phone). He was just trying to get at my hubby because he got yelled at by my husband. My hubby then gets put on admin leave within 2 hours of getting that call. Several hours later that supervisor CALLS MY HUSBAND and asks in a smart ass tone if he had gotten fired and if he had he was glad because then I would want to leave my husband because of it. So the next day on the last day in August I had gone into work and I just couldn't bring myself to walk past where he worked to where I worked. I went into the office and basically went off on them for not doing anything about the whole thing and quit that day. NOW HERE'S THE GOOD PART. The very next day I go over to HR to turn in my uniform and they knew NOTHING about the whole thing. They thought that I was quitting because I had gotten a new job. The look on their faces was priceless when I told them everything that had been going on for the last 6 months. I told them that I had spoken to his managers about it, that HR had been informed, that they were going to put an end to it and never did, and that I was just assaulted by him the previous day. Nothing happened. So I go about life and two weeks later I start getting all of these calls from HQ in Washington D.C. from TSAs' lawyers. They wanted to investigate what had gone on and everything else. (The airport that I worked at was in the process of dealing with another supervisor and his TWO claims of sexual harassment against him, funny thing is that the supervisor harassing me and the other supervisor were best friends.) I told them that I had left and that I never planned on going back there, even to fly out, as long as I knew that he was there. My hubby and I both knew that they were worried that I was going to sue knowing very well that I had a huge case and would have won for sure. I decided against it though. I didn't want to go through all of that. I was already stressed out by the whole thing that my doctor had to write two prescriptions for me.....one to help calm me down and one to help me fall asleep. That whole ordeal put a huge stress on my husband and I. So.....



2. I decided to go back to school- I just saw it as one door closing, one door opening kind of thing. I applied at Watts and got in. I later found out that they only take the top 15% of all applicants and of that 15%, I was the top 2%!!!! So I am enrolled at Mt. Olive in their accelerated associates program. They cram 2 years worth of classes into 6 months. Fun right? Then once I am finished I will be in Watts for their nursing program. I am so glad that I will finally have a real career as opposed to something that I can just go and pick up an application to work at. I want my daughter to have parents that she can look up to. My husband went to college and I want to be able to tell her that I did as well. Plus I want to be able to help pay for her private school since I know that will be expensive when she is old enough to go. I was once asked if nursing was something that I wanted to go into, my answer would be yes. I know that this would be a great career for me as I love to help people and I am a people person and to be able to work in a field such as this will give me opportunity to work anywhere with in the medical field that I want. I would love to work in pediatrics one day.



3. I am no longer in contact with my family. That bitch of a biological mother has finally burned her last bridge with me. I got tired of her childish ways over a year ago and decided never to speak with her again......or until she at least decides to grow up. I doubt that I will even talk to her even if she does. I recently invited my sister down to visit and basically she was my mothers spy. Gathering intel as I know now. My sister the entire time she was here was belittling my husband and I for the way we live our life. My sister thinks that she is perfect because she is a vegetarian. My sister was accusing me of being bulimic, abusive, and bossy. Just because I weigh as much I used to in high school in her eyes proves that. Not everyone when they get out of high school blows up like she did. I am abusive because I smack my husband on his arm when he does or says something stupid and because I yell at my daughter when she is about to do something wrong. I explained to her that any two year old will cry when told no when they want to do something. She even goes so far as to give my best friends mom parenting advise on how to raise their youngest child..........all this coming from a person who has never had kids!!! So while my sister was here she was chastising me about not talking to mom. She told me that mom wanted to talk to me. My sister kept going on and on and on and on about it. My husband even told her to drop it and she wouldn't. I finally told her to get out and she wouldn't. I had to push her out the door to make her leave. I just didn't want to fight about it. She wouldn't drop it. So after she left, she called mom saying I kicked her out and she had no where to go. Mom then tries calling me and when I answer before she can even get a word in, I tell her to never fucking call me again and that I hated her (Extreme I know but I hate her more than anyone I know.) So I call my sister tell her to come back . She wouldn't drop it even after she got back. She was trying to pick a fight with me over it......AGAIN! Finally I told her that if she didn't shut up she would have to leave. Brian then made her go to her room for the rest of the night. Next day she stays in her room until like 2. Brian and I had just finished making and eating lunch when she came out. She goes outside where I was smoking a cigarette and asks me for one. I tell her no. She then goes off on me saying I was being mean for not giving her one or the money to go and buy some and that we weren't letting her eat and that she supposed we were just going to starve her for the remainder of the time that she was going to be there (which was 3 days). I politely remind her that I didn't HAVE to buy her cigarettes. (At this point I have already given her 4 packs and she had money....she just didn't want to spend it) and that she was old enough to go and fix her own vegetarian meals (She is 25 and Brian and I made a meal with MEAT IN IT). She then stomps back off to her room. I come in tell Brian what had just happened and at that point he and I were both on the same page......that bitch was out of here. I wasn't going to live like that for the next two days nor did I want my daughter going through all of that. So we lied in order to get her out. We told her that we called the airline (we didn't) and that she would be on stand by at the airport for the next flight out instead of leaving in two days. Well airlines wont do that without you paying to change your travel plans (we didn't tell her that either and I didn't care). So within 30 minutes we were on our way to the airport, she was dropped off like trash and I am no longer speaking to her. So about a week later I get a knock on my door. DSS was called. As soon as the gentlemen came in and explained why he was there and began to read off the list of complaints I knew exactly who it was......my mother. The list went as follows.
1. I drink around my daughter.......hmmmm, ok and what the rest of the world doesn't drink around their kids. I mean I can remember my mother drinking so much when we were kids that she would pass out......before dinner. So there we were 4 of us kids all under the age of 6 with no one to feed or supervise us. I will drink ONE or TWO beers every now and then WITH dinner.
2. That I am estranged from my mother........seriously that was a complaint.
3. That I was raised in an extremely physically abusive environment as a kid.......ok, WTF?
4. That I am bulimic......again, WTF?
5. That I am abusive towards Brian and Kaity...........Ok so I smack Brian on the arm when he does something stupid and I raise my voice to Kaity when she is about to do something she shouldn't. I have nor will I ever hit her. BOTH my father and my mother abused as kids, my dad was just far far far far FAR FAR worse then she was. She did beat us when we were little. She denies that to this day.....she also still denies her drinking to.
Of that list only ONE pertains to my daughter.......that I yell at her BUT because she called they HAD to come out. It was just my mothers juvenile way of getting her "last word in". So Brian and I sat there and explained to this man over the course of 30 minutes about why he was really and truly here at our home. After he heard all of that and stopped laughing he left and we never heard anything back about it. I guess all of her claims were unsubstantiated ;)!!!! What a stupid bitch. I just know that this has to be killing her.......my mother feeds off of drama and she will no longer know anything about me as I have cut myself off from my entire family. I mean if she only just acted like a mother instead of how she acts now things might have been different. She will pit one of her siblings against another just so she can watch the scene as it unfolds.......seriously I am not making that up, that's what she does. That's why I stopped talking to her over a year ago because I got into the middle of it with my younger sister. My mother told my sister that I was saying all of these things about her. I never said a word about anything. I called my mom one day and asked how my younger sister and her hubby were doing. I get a phone call from my youngest and she proceeds to go off on me about why I was calling her a bad mother and wife. WTF? How did a conversation I had with my mother about how my sister was doing go to that? So of course I tried to explain to my sister but couldn't get a word in at all. All she would do was yell and curse at me. I hung up on her but that only fueled her fire. I called my mom and blew up on her and vowed that I would never speak to her again. My mother to this day "doesn't" remember that incident and believes that she has done nothing to me. So she tried to keep contacting me by sending me cards and such but I would just rip them in half and throw them away with out reading them. I am just hopefully that both of my sisters and mother will FINALLY leave me alone. Like I told Brian, as far as I am concerned, I am an only child whose parents are both dead. If only that were true.........

So I am now moving on. I have made the cognitive decision that I don't want that bitch in my life nor does my daughter need to be introduced into the world of my mothers drinking induced dementia. She doesn't need to know either of my sisters or my brother. My daughter has my surrogate parents and my husbands parents as her grandparents.

Gosh that was alot, I am just glad that now that my daughter is older I will have a little more time to get on here and write. Getting stuff off my chest instead of harboring stress will do me a world of good.