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Saturday, January 11th, 2003
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7:54 pm
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My first child, a son, was born at 6:12am this morning. I named him, Dillian Christianson Raabe-Kirkpatrick. The nurses said he weighed a healthy 7lbs 3oz, and was 20 inches long. He's got my hair and Chris' eyes and the appatite to match *laughs teasingly*
I don't know what I would do if Stacey wasn't here. After all the pain I put her and Chris through, she still came down to Miami to be with me during my son's birth. I can never thank her enough. I only hope that she will allow my son and her daughter to get to know each other. After all, they share the same father, making them siblings.
Well, it's time for Dillian's dinner, so I have to go... *eases into a sitting position with Stacey's help*
current mood: proud
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| Monday, January 6th, 2003
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1:59 am
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Wow, 8 months pregnant. I can't believe in a few weeks my son will be here. *smiles contently* Yes...Chris and I are having a son. I still have to get with him to decide on a name. My pick is Christopher Alan Jr. but I know he'd never agree to that. I don't know but for some reason, the name James stands out a little. Not because Lance's first name is James...I just happen to like the name.
*sighs* Stacey and I had a short talk last night. I mean, an actual talk-talk. Not the shouting matchs Chris and I would have. Stacey was actually very friendly and civil towards me. We talked about how stubborn Chris could be and we even laughed a little about it too. She let me hold her daughter too - the precious thing.
I know I don't even deserve to be near Chris or Stacey, but I'd like a chance to try and be with Chris...as friends only I mean. If anything else, I'd at least like for he and I to exchange calm words for our son's sake. I know Chris is like, never going to forgive me for anything I did, but...please Chris, if not for me...do it for our son...please?
Please Chris...just...talk to me...
current mood:  blank
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| Wednesday, December 25th, 2002
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9:13 pm
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Well, another year has come and almost gone and I'm 5 months pregnant *smiles* with Chris' child. I can't believe that by April, Chris and I will be together as a family, just like we always should be.
He won't return my calls, but that's alright. I know he wants to try and take our baby from me, but my lawyers will see that he doesn't *rubs belly* Don't worry little one, your daddy still loves you and will be with mommy the day you are born *smiles*
He tried to have a restraining order put on me...said I was stocking he and Stacey Bass *rolls eyes* Can I help it if I want to drive by the house that will be mine a lot? And can I help it if little miss Bass is too damn paranoid to think I'm stalking her *laughs* Well, the restraining order fell through - so I can go visit the father of my child as often as I want. I think I'll head over to the house in a few minutes, just to wish them a very merry Christmas.
I heard his other daughter had her first Christmas this year. Isn't that sweet? *forced smile* Well, this time next year, Chris will be with me and our child celebrating our first Christmas together. Oh, what should I get Chris for Christmas next year...maybe a gold ring, or those necklaces he likes so much - you know the one with the silver balls on them...
*feels the baby moving and smiles* This feeling is so wonderful - knowing that that I created this baby with the man I am destined to be with. And feeling the baby move and kick. Oh some people say it hurts, but I think it's the best feeling in the world. *sighs and rubs belly again* Soon little one. April will be coming soon....
current mood:  content
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| Saturday, November 2nd, 2002
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10:57 pm - another pathetic attempt
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*laughs driving away from Chris' place*
He thinks he can have me arrested? Ha, boy Chris sure is funny lately. I only wanted to talk to him and do a little trick-or-treating on Halloween night. I even bought a costume for when I stopped by...special for his house. I was dressed up as a cat. Chris always did say I was his little kitten so I figured I might as well dress the part for his favorite holiday right?
Oh well, I was just standing outside by my car and looking up at his bedroom window, trying to decide what style of curtains I would hang in the room when that little tramp Stacey gets all hysterical and starts balling her eyes out. Can I help it if she has no taste in what Chris likes? She has my Kissy call the police I'm guessing cause as I'm driving away, I hear the sirens screeching through the night. I can only assume he called them to have Stacey put away in a nut house where she belongs.
*shrugs* Oh well, as long as that little tramp is out of my way...out of house...out of my bedroom...I'll be satisfied. And the sooner she is out of Kissy life, the sooner things will go back to the way they were before...when things made sense.
current mood:  devious
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| Thursday, October 24th, 2002
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12:07 am
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Well, I'm one month along with Chris' baby *sighs and smiles* We're going to be so happy together when this little one is born. Chris is still claiming he doesn't love me, but we both know that's a lie. He just doesn't want to admit that he's wrong for leaving me. But, I'll be easy when I punish him for doing that to me.
*talking to baby in tummy* How about we go visit your daddy again little one hm? Would you like that? *smiles* Yes, I miss seeing Daddy too, but soon, he'll be with us all the time, just like he should be.
current mood:  determined
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| Wednesday, September 11th, 2002
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10:01 pm
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Wow, I can't believe all that's been going on in my Kissy's life. A daughter and being engaged now. Wow...I'll just have to stop by and wish the little couple a very happy life...maybe give Kissy something to remember me by too... *giggles* We'll see...
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