Who does she look like?

About two months ago all my friends would go on and on about how much Sierra resembled me. Now, whenever someone new meets her, they say how much she looks like her father. I suppose they are right, but for some silly reason I found great pleasure and delight when people said she looked like me. It's almost as if I've lost some war or something. Maybe this sounds stupid or maybe you can relate, I don't know. I sometimes wish my little girgle goo wouldn't change so much everyday. I know she has to grow and I love all the things she's learning, but sometimes I just want to bottle up how cute she is right here and now....even if she does look like her father. At least she's getting his beautiful tan skin, what a lucky duck!

So, what do you think? Who does she look like (and try to factor out skin color)?

Discovering the Swing

I took Sierra to the park last night, when the sun was going down, so she could ride the swings. She loved them so much that every time I tried to take her out, or even attempted to stop the swing, she would cry.

She is just so gosh-darn adorable!

My little ham

Sierra and I went to Walmart today to do some grocery shopping and I brought my camara along. She was in the best mood!

Here she is trying on some glasses. What a cutie!

Little miss busy-body loves to stand now. On July 6th I caught her standing in her crib...of course I grabbed the camera! After that I called a few friends and her dad to tell them how incredibly strong my child is. Today she pulled herself up on the outside of the crib, also on her jumper and the rocking chair.
Yesterday, she watched the water run for her bath. Look at her little booty!
Today, I caught her in this shoe box. She had pulled all the toys out and gotten in. I think that's pretty smart. When I walked in the room she just looked at me and started laughing.

If this is a game, it sucks!

I've been home now for two weeks and things are going okay. I love being with my daughter again! My dad dropped her off here about a week and a half ago. When I went to go pick them up at the airport I was positive she wouldn't know who I was, but when she saw me she smiled so big and put her arms out to me. I knew that she knew I was her mommy and that made me feel sooooo good. My dad was such a sweetheart for flying Sierra all the way out here to me, the poor guy fell asleep on my couch as soon as he sat down after getting to my apartment.

Now I'm getting back into the swing of things around here. I forgot how much work, and how little sleep, there is to being a mom. Sometimes I wish Justin was here to help me...but only sometimes. Hopefully he'll take her off my hands every once in a while when he returns home, but a part of me doubts that.

(So all that crap above is just filler, here's how I really feel...)

Okay, to tell you the truth...this is really tough man! All I do all day long is clean, watch Sierra, take naps, and clean. I don't have any money to go out and it really doesn't matter anyway because I can never find a babysitter. My husband is divorcing me and everyday I get madder and madder at him. I can't seem to sleep at night and I always have to get up early with Sierra! Soon Justin WILL divorce me and I'll have no home, no money, no car and even more no life than I have now. Hopefully I can stay in school and still support me and Sierra, but I doubt it. I'll probably have to quit and work full time. Even then I will only be able to afford food and the babysitter...if I can ever find one. I'll have to move out of my apartment and find some crappy crap hole to live in and I'm just MAD!!!!!