R.I.P Steve Jobs, but couldn't you have taken the iPhone with you?

     Ok, so as most of you know I work at an At&t store.  The job is okay and most days I don't mind going but since the release of the new iPhone 4s I am ready to throw our store phone out the window.  We have had endless calls about this phone.  People have called about everything from can they still get it to all the problems they are having activating it.  It's seriously a pain in my butt.  The phone has been out for just over 36 hours and because EVERYONE is activating at the same time the network is clogging up everything!!!  I have to talk to customer service on a regular basis and now what usually takes only 5mins to do is now taking 30mins.  The other down fall is that most people don't know that we are not authorized to work on the iPhone, so if it breaks you have to drive all the way to Troy and go to the Apple Store to get it fixed.  I have had several customers yell at me because the other stores sales reps didn't tell them that!!!  So I can officially say I absolutly hate the iPhone!!!!

    So I ask you please the next time you need help with the iPhone or know someone that does, please don't go rampaging into your closest At&t store yelling at the sales reps.  We didn't do it and we will try and help but we can't if you are going to yell and threaten to switch to another company because someone didn't give you the full story about your phone. We are doing what we can and if you treat us with a little respect then we will give it to you in return and will be more willing to go out of our way to solve whatever problem you may have.  They say the golden rule is "do unto others as you would have them do to you"  not come-in-and-yell-demanding-respect-and-get-upset-when-we-can't-help.  Be kind to your At&t rep and we will be kind to you.

Where did the time go and how did it get lost?

     Just a short post today.....Timmy started walking yesterday!!!!   I was up at Ross Medical School checking out the campus and I got a text message from my mother in law telling me that walked across the living room.  He had been taking random steps here and there for a month now but this time there was actual distance!!!   When I got back home he walked, well almost ran, to me from the middle of my living room to the front door where I was standing with tears of joy in my eyes. 
     This last year has gone by so fast.  My little man is walking, feeding himself (he makes a unbelievable mess) and he's going to be a year old in a couple of weeks.  I knew that his first year would go by quick because babies do so much in the first year but I wasn't expecting it to go buy this fast.   I understand now what my parents said about cherishing all the time I can with my child.  It goes by in the blink of an eye!!!!  Well all, goodnight for now...............

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     So I've got this adorable little guy that I love more than anything, he makes me smile, laugh and I love him dearly and then the attitude starts and I often threaten to sell him to the gypsies,  ( To which my father lovingly responded that he doesn't have the room or he would take him.)
     Don't get me wrong I love my son, he and Jeremy are my world but there are those days when I want to accomplish something and my little angel turns into the the little demon that I knew was hiding in there somewhere. ( Let's face it, he is Jeremy's son!!!)   He's trying to learn to walk but gets angry when he can't and realizes that  he can't crawl as fast as mom can walk.  When he finally does make it to me and I'm cleaning up the house and I walk past him, he howls and the tears make their prompt arrival.  I respond by having to stop what I'm doing and letting him crawl to me, stand up, hold the back of my pants and the two of us slowly shuffle around the house until he falls and the crying recommences.  When I'm home I am his bestest buddy and I get used like a jungle gym.  He has also learned that when I'm holding him and I try to put him down if he grabs my hair on either side of my face that he can use that to hang on!  OUCH!!!!!!  Teething isn't helping either.  He only has two little pearlys in there but I can tell when he's hurting when he crys and bites the back of his hand.  At night it's a struggle to get him to calm down for bed anymore.  He will bring me his blanket and bottle and try to pull himself into my lap.  Once he's there he sits for 5minutes climbs down, goes and plays with his toys, comes back and repetes the cycle.  This might go on for about an hour- hour and a half before he gives in curls up in my arms and falls asleep.  This is when the angel side of him returns and I get to watch him dream and smile while he sleeps.
     I knew my life would change having a child and I fully expected this to happen.  None of it surprises me.  I just never realized how exhausted it would make me!  There are some nights I go to bed and wake up the next morning not remembering how I got there!  But as much as I may complain I wouldn't trade any of it in for the world.  I just need to try and fit a stress relieving hobby in the routine or just an hour to myself to where I can do what I want without having to worry about cleaning or anything else.
     In the meantime I have to get to planning my little bittys first birthday!!!!!!  I have the preasents now I have to get decorations and balloons and food. ( Did I mention I have three weeks in which to do this?)
Till then here's the tater in all his Pajammie glory!!!!!

My how the time goes by.....

     So here I am 10 and a half months later, wondering where the time went and how my baby boy got so big so fast.  He is days from walking, he can stand on his own, he can feed himself little finger foods, and a few little words like momma, dada and nana have slipped from his lips.  I even think he said turtle one night in the tub and poop yesterday when I changed his diaper.   He is his own little person with his own personality.  Thankfully he is also healthy and devloping right on time.  He's a little on the small side according to his doctor, still ranging in the 25th percentile for his age, but I'm not exactly the biggest person so we all think he takes after me for now.  Jeremy likes to tease me and tell me he has my faulty short gene.  I don't care, he's healthy and happy so to me that is all that matters. 
     The bittersweetness of it all is that his first birthday is in about a month and a half!  AHHHHHHHH!!!!  My little bitty isn't so little bitty anymore!!!  I am actually going to have a small party for him. Couple of friends, my mom and dad Jeremy's mom and my sister.  Depending on the weather we might BBQ and spend the day outside.  I'm looking forward to it but at the same time I'm not.  I know now how my parents felt when they told me to slow down when I was in a big rush to grow up.  Ah but such is life and that's how it goes.  I will keep everyone updated on how things are going and whether or not Timmy starts walking before his birthday.  In the meantime here's an adorable pic of my sweetness: