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Who ever said having a baby was easy as pie... was wrong! I am a young mom, 23 years young, with a year and a half old son named Dylan. He has a puppy named BoBo, that I take care of. He also has 5 fish, that I too, take care of. They truly need a manual for having a child as young as I am. I get that there are girls in their TEENS having children, which is... ok. But being in the middle of "finding yourself" and finding out your pregnant, it isn't exactly the best time it could happen. I want to blog about this. Blog about the good times and the bad. Blog about not being married, but still loving Dylan's dad. Blog about the puppy pooping on the floor every day. Blog about the "in-laws" and my parents. But more than that I want readers to blog with me. To comment. To tell me their having the same problems, or bigger, or lesser. Doesn't matter who you are, young or old, tall or short, mommy or not... Lets grow together through our own REAL experiences!


I am Sara Schumacher.
I am 23 years young.
I have blonde hair that changes color a few times a year.
I have blue eyes.
I have an amazing boyfriend who is the father of my son.
I have a baby boy Dylan.
He has red hair and blue eyes.
He loves his puppy BoBo.
I get depressed sometimes, I get giggly sometimes.
I am a mom.
I am a sister, a daughter, an aunt and a friend.
Who are you?

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Lets call this Lesson 1: Puppies poop... A lot.

If you are a new mom, don't be dumb like me and throw a 3 month old puppy in to the mix. They poop a lot more than I expected. They pee when they get excited. They whimper and whine and bark when they feel like it.

I have to say that doesn't sound much different than my son Dylan, which might be why they get along as good as they do. Dylan poops a lot... pee's when he is excited and whimpers and whines and "barks" whenever he feels like it. Which tend to be at the most inconvenient times. Like the grocery store. Ugh. The grocery store. What a debacle that can be.

Lets not change the subject though.

Dog IS a mans best friend, and I couldn't agree more. From the second Dylan and BoBo laid eyes on each other they were destined to be together until death do they part. NOW... if I had my choice, BoBo would've been gone by week 1... But I couldn't do that to Dylan. They are inseparable. Non-stop. When BoBo goes to get a drink Dylan sits on the couch and yells "BOBO!!" Until BoBo comes back, its ridiculous. In fact the other night Dylan woke up with a small fever so we gave him some tylenol. I rocked him while his daddy sat on the floor next to us talking to him. Dyl sat up and in his crying voice he whispered "BooooBooooo?". Talk about heart breaking. We let BoBo in the bedroom (he isn't allowed in Dyl's room at night for pooping reasons) & instantly Dylan was all smiles.


I remember when Dylan would wake up and say "MOMMY!!" or even "DADDY!" But now its just.... BoBo.

Every day. BoBo!
:)

If I had the chance I would go get BoBo again in a heart beat. I just wish they CAME housetrained and silent. Wouldn't that be nice? Just a thought.

Do any of the moms on here have pets AND babies??

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