.Feeling Down.

The last few days haven't been anywhere near the word 'fun'.

Poor Vincent is teething like mad. He's a horribly fussy slobber bucket. He will scream and scream and there's nothing I can do for him but give him teething drops, help him teethe on his teething rings (he's still learning the motor skills to grab things and bring them to his mouth so I have to hold it for him while he chews on it), and just hold him while he kicks and screams in pain. I'm starting to lose my mind.

We're having to figure out which bills are more important and need to be paid first and which bills can withstand being a little late.

Baby food and diapers are freaking expensive.

I got a phone call about ten minutes ago with my mom pretty much in tears telling me that the dogs had killed her chickens.

*sigh*

I feel like breaking down and crying right now. Those poor chickens. I pray that they went quick and painless. Those stupid dogs. Not only did they knock down the fence and kill my mom's chickens but they then commenced to digging up her garden afterwards. My mom doesn't get to sit down and enjoy many things, but those chickens brought a little joy into her life and it was ruined. I feel so bad for her. I just sat there on the phone not knowing what to do or say except say 'I'm sorry' over and over.

I'm depressed for her and I'm just depressed in general. Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say I'm 'depressed' but I'm feeling pretty down.

I have to keep remembering that God is my happiness and my joy, no matter what's going on around me.

On a lighter note I finally got my commissions up and running at my website http://soulshelter.deviantart.com. Hop over there if you're interested. =) Lord knows I need the money.

Anyway, just a blah post.