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    <title>Not in love with my baby&#039;s daddy anymore...help!</title>
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    <published>2008-10-03T13:44:39-05:00</published>
    <updated>2008-10-03T13:44:39-05:00</updated>
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      <name>First time mamma</name>
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    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span>I am in a really hard place right now.<span>  </span>Here is a little back round.<span>  </span>The father of my son and I have been together for 3 years.<span>  </span>About a year ago we got pregnant, it wasn’t planned.<span>  </span>So the whole pregnancy was fine, and then came our little bundle of joy, everything changed of course!<span>  </span>All the while he was assuring me that he would help with our son, diapers, feeding, bathing, and everything else t</span></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span>I am in a really hard place right now.<span>  </span>Here is a little back round.<span>  </span>The father of my son and I have been together for 3 years.<span>  </span>About a year ago we got pregnant, it wasn’t planned.<span>  </span>So the whole pregnancy was fine, and then came our little bundle of joy, everything changed of course!<span>  </span>All the while he was assuring me that he would help with our son, diapers, feeding, bathing, and everything else that comes with a new born; when he came I got nothing…So here we are our son is almost a year old, and he keeps saying he wants to help more, he will stop drinking so much and he wants to be there for me and the baby.<span>  </span>All of this is not being supported by any of his actions.<span>  </span>When he gets home from work, he works hard labor by the way, he won’t go and shower.<span>  </span>He will drink his few beers, gamble with the guys, all while I am tending to our baby 24 hours a day 7 days a week.<span>  </span>I am a stay at home mom, which I am totally grateful for.<span>  </span>But I would like a little break every now and again.<span>  </span>So any way, we are here with his family on the east coast while my family is on the west coast.<span>    </span>All of this has made me want to go home to my family with our son.<span>  </span>Since we are not married I feel like I need to do what I need to do.<span>  </span>I am trying to raise our son the best that I can and I defiantly don’t want him to be raised in an alcoholic environment.<span>  </span>At the same time I already feel like a single parent.<span>  </span>I get no help, support or “good job”, and at the end of the day, I feel depressed and alone.<span>  </span>I miss my mom and my brothers and I am ready to go home.<span>  </span>All of this has made me fall out of love with the man I met before our child came.<span>  </span>I know that it is best for a child to have both parents in his life, but when the other half isn’t always looking out for our best interests what should be done?<span>  </span>I want to go, but I hate the thought of taking our son away.<span>  </span>What am I to do?<span>  </span>Stay with him for the sake of our son having his father and me being miserable and depressed therefore not giving my son all of me.<span>  </span>Or do I go so my son gets all of me and I am able to be the best mom I can, not depressed, not unhappy, but living life to the fullest.<span>  </span>Any words of wisdom? HELP!</span></p>
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    <title>BLAST fom the PAST!!!</title>
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    <published>2008-10-03T08:41:19-05:00</published>
    <updated>2008-10-03T08:41:19-05:00</updated>
    <author>
      <name>First time mamma</name>
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    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p><span><span><span><span>So, have you ever had a friend for a long, long time?<span>  </span>I’m talking from Kindergarten, all through school, a friend in which was your neighbor, and you’d become best friends.<span>  </span>Then one day you graduate from high school, go your separate ways, and then almost ten years after graduation, run into that person?<span>  </span>Well, it is the nicest feeling to see that long lost friend again.<span>  </span>It is even a nicer feeling whe</span></span></span></span></p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p><span><span><span><span>So, have you ever had a friend for a long, long time?<span>  </span>I’m talking from Kindergarten, all through school, a friend in which was your neighbor, and you’d become best friends.<span>  </span>Then one day you graduate from high school, go your separate ways, and then almost ten years after graduation, run into that person?<span>  </span>Well, it is the nicest feeling to see that long lost friend again.<span>  </span>It is even a nicer feeling when you see how great that person’s life has been going.<span>  </span>I am so grateful to have known this girl, and just seeing her made me feel like I wish I had never lost touch.<span>  </span>This girl was a truly good friend and it’s pretty hard to find good friends in this world.<span>  </span>So if you have one, don’t let them go.<span>  </span>Friends make life so much easier to go through, so much more fun too.<span>  </span>I often find myself saying,<span>  </span><span> </span>what if I had done things different, made different choices; would I still be best friends with her?<span>  </span>Who knows, you can’t say that because life has all sorts of paths to go on.<span>  </span>I miss her and know that when I do get to see her again we will have so much catching up to do.<span>  </span>I look forward to that day.</span></span></span></span></p>
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