Six months down, three to go. in four weeks i have to get a shot because my blood is a negative type. i hate needles. Collan is growing just like he should be. and so am i. i gained seven pounds between visits. i think the holidays may have largely contributed to that. ;) i thought i had gotten a really good job, and we'd start doing better, but the boss lady keeps telling me things that make it harder to want to work for her. like, for instance, she said jobs started at five in the morning at the earliest. and yet the only job she had scheduled for the new hires this week started at 3.50 in the morning. there's no way this body and this baby are letting me get out of bed that early. and it really sucks! because now i have to find another job. and it was hard enough finding that one. there is nothing in idaho. i hate it. why does this world suck so bad?