June 12.

Three years ago today was my due date with Jayla. It was a very eventful day. First thing in the morning, I had a doctor appointment. 8:30am. We had a busy day ahead of us. So, I get my induction date set up. June 15. 8:00am. Woo hoo! I was just 3 days away from seeing my princess! Off we go to the Metro. Ahh, an adventure in itself. The Metro is a subway, that takes you to DC. It stops at every stop along the way. So, the trip takes you at least an hour and a half. We had to be in DC at 12. It was 9:30 when we caught the redline. We get there around 11. And head off to DAR for Heather's graduation. It's about 4 blocks away. I was so exhausted, and stopped every few minutes for water. Remember, I was 40 weeks pregnant. If this didn't put me into labor, nothing would. I was pumped. We get to DAR, find our seats. Graduation proceeds. They play Pomp and Circumstance, and there I am, crying like a baby. Dang hormones. The song stops, and I have to catch my breath from crying so hard. Only to catch my breath every 10 minutes from contractions. Yay. So, I'm sitting in DC about 2 hours away from my doctor, at my sister's graduation. No way to call my doctor. As these things rush through my head, the contractions stop. Oh joy. No baby after all. So they call my sister's name, and I once again, cry like a baby. My sister is officially out of high school. No more school for her. Now back to the 4 block walk, then the metro, and head home. Something along the way had to put me in labor, right? Nope. Not even having to stand up on the Metro and wait for a seat to open. Yes, because that's how rude people in Maryland are. Grr.
Anyway, that was 3 years ago today. Obviously, nothing put me into labor that day. Which made me sad, but not many people go into labor on their due dates anyway. I had 3 days to go. Just like I do now. However, I think these 3 days will zoom by, compared to those 3 days. Ahh, how life sucks that way.
I love you, Jayla!

Nostalgia.

On Monday, my little princess will be 3. I can't believe how fast time is flying! It seems like just yesterday, I was anxiously awaiting her arrival. I wondered what she was going to look like. Whose eyes she would have, and what kind of personality she would have. I wondered how much she would weigh, and how she would feel about me. All of that wondering came to an end when she was born. I no longer had to wonder. She looked just like me. And, she was 8 pounds 3 ounces, 20 3/4 inches long. I didn't know her personality or how she would feel about me then, though. But, now I know some of it. She is a little princess, and a little tomboy, just like her mother. And, she loves me more than I could ask anyone to love me. I am head over heels in love.

Intro?

I guess it's only fair for me to introduce myself to the world.
My name is Ashley. I'm 22 years old, and life is cool. I'm a mommy of a two year old little girl named Jayla. She's almost 3. [5days!] Being a mom has changed me. I am no longer the same person I was before having her. I am better.
I am currently working on sorting through my relationship with David. We are trying to get back together. We'll see how that goes. More on it later.
In a nutshell, I'm a princess in tennis shoes, and a base ball cap. I would much rather be at home than out. I'm just an average girly girl, who is into tomboy things as well. I like to cook, and play with my toddler. I also knit and crochet. It's exciting, but I never finish projects. I am a perfectionist, and that is my biggest flaw. It hinders me from doing things the best I can. I feel I am just another face in the crowd. Nothing really intriguing about me. Yet, other's have told me otherwise. So, that is me. The best I can be.