I talk to much. It has always been an issue for me. Why can’t I stay quiet. When will I learn my lessons. I have been very vocal about the issues at work. Some of my co-workers are thrilled that I am speaking for them. Others think I am stupid as hell and will soon have a target on my back.
I know what I am saying is correct and very true. About the treatment and the way we are treated. Should I be the spoke’s person. How did I get elected. I elected myself, speaking to the injustice. Which usually happens at every job I am. Office politics will always be there.
They ask for our opinions. The question is do they really want it. Or do they want us to co-sign that they are correct. Presently my job is very volume base. Which is not something I enjoy. There is a lot of work to be done. Two people have left. If more leave we are screwed. The work just gets split up. There are a bunch of un happy employees. I hear the job market is booming for my field right now. I have a feeling people on going to be out of this place as soon as possible.
I am going to work on keeping my mouth closed. I doubt it is going to work. I can’t hold water. LMAO
No one wants anything to be wrong with there child. I prayed that I wouldn’t be one of those parents in denial. I felt something was wrong when I haven’t heard any real words out my baby mouth. The doctor told me it was okay, but I still felt it wasn’t. Her god mother told me to go with my gut.
My gut said I should be hearing mama by now. Everyone told me she is fine, but I didn’t feel that way. I called early intervention today. The woman said I was correct to be concerned. We are on are way to getting an evaluation. I pray there is nothing wrong. If there is I am in the state that helps babies for free with any delay. I will keep you posted. Please keep Ava and I in your prays. Regardless of the outcome I need the strength to handle all situations.
I know I have been putting my YOUTUBE video on my blog. I haven’t written much for this blog. I will work on doing better. I have a new mission in life. Spreading the word about the choice for women to be mother’s alone. I am a contributing writer for The Next Family. I also decided to hit up a few major magazines. We will see how it goes. All you can do is try. I have big dreams. Granted they are being molded by life more then planing.
In my court news. My car was in a garage that the ceiling leaked a limestone acid on the passenger side. To the tune of 1,700 worth of damage. Of course I made them aware of this. I got it is free at will parking and there will be no reimbursement. You should see the look on my face even as I am typing this. I am not Boo, Boo.
There was a bit of drama that I can’t go into. Another person tried to get them to pay which I appreciated dearly. Ultimately it was to no avail. I then took my ass up to the court house put 50 bucks down and got a court date. With in three days of going to the court house, they wanted to pay all of a sudden. I am not bitter, I just want my money. You destroyed my property do what is right. They asked me to get another estimate. I said no, really wanted to say hell no. I knew I needed to be a little professional. I told them if you asked me to get more estimate when I first brought it to your attention. It would be no problem. The fact that I had to go to court. All I am doing is cashing a check.
Keep praying for me. I am waiting for something else to work out. I have a feeling everything is going according to plan. God has really had my back in so many different ways.
Ava is not really talking. The doctor says she is fine. I am going to have her check out by early intervention just to make sure. I need to always be my daughter advocate. They might say she is fine. Which will be music to my ears. Or that she needs a little help. I know she understand, that is clear. Her speech is not where I think it should be. I am not a professional but I also don’t want to be one of those parents in denial.
I actual called them before and they didn’t get back to me. I will be calling them everyday next week, until someone calls me back. That is called don’t play with mama!!! Thank you to all who read my blog and keeping up with Ava and I!!!