day 8 & 9

Last night, After My fiance and I got into a small discussion about how Ive been stuck in the house all week since Lizzie has been born my Mom came home and told us as a demand that i needed to get out the house for a little bit not knowing anything about our little discussion, so i was in the mind frame all my pregnancy that if my daughter couldn't go then i had no reason even going, so it was hard for her to talked me into it and there i was a little excited while getting dressed, i made sure my mom had everything she needed to watch her. I kissed Lizzie, a little hesitant to leave her but i managed to get myself into the car and we left. Before We could even get to the end of our road, i had already said "I wanna go back home" and in tears. My fiance, Leon asked me "Whats wrong baby?"

Before I could answer he already knew what was wrong.

He pulled over and said "we can go back if you want" then i had to talk myself into leaving. Of course i felt bad and in tears, I thought to myself that " this is the first time that i had left my daughter for more than a few minutes and since she's been born. I'm suppose to act like this and that i might need to leave just for an hour. i promised Leon that i would never complain about being at the house all day every day NO MORE!

DAY 9

It was a Long night, & i Didn't get much sleep but i dragged myself out of bed with my fiance and getting Lizzie up with us, My sister, Crystal and her son Ethan, had came over to enjoy our company.

Well Leon had to leave a little early to meet a friend, but that didn't stop me from Cleaning. Lizzie had already ate and went to sleep by time i was done cleaning, so i took the opportunity to go outside and tan! I stayed out there only 30 minutes but still it felt good and then i realized i didn't have to leave my baby girl to get some me time. I could go walking when she gets a few more weeks older and she could go with me, go outside with a monitor and tan for a few minutes or exercise. I think Ill be a fine STAY AT HOME MOM! This is my first child, of course I'm gonna throw this. I'm 18 years old and want some freedom but i trade my freedom for bibs and bottles and I'm proud of that!