Missing A Friend

Well...

I don't really know what I want to write. I'm feeling a little "bummed" out lately.

I'm missing a friend that was very close to me, or so I thought. Then it happened. I'm not sure why or really what, but it did. I think a lot of it was me being jealous? Or just unreasonable? She met a man. He became her world. Instead of being [cautiously] happy for her, I was jealous. I missed the time we spent together. It didn't seem right to me that the new man took over her life. Granted that probably wasn't the case, but as I said, I didn't see clearly then. I wish I had.

I think I pushed her away. We spoke (online) a few days ago and it just wasn't there. No connection. Nothing like we used to have. I felt it and it broke my heart. I always wanted to be friends with her. I wanted us to continue our relationship and have a strong friendship. It made me sad when I realized we don't. I don't know if it's forever gone or not, but it feels it. I guess I should prepare myself for that lost friendship and move on?

I know she doesn't read this. I don't even think she knows I have the blog. But it has just been weighing on my mind a lot lately. I miss her, so very much. I wish we could fix things...

Ouchies & Prettys!

A few things to write about today...

On Thursday, Talon once again gave me a heart attack. He is a monkey, and all boy. He loves to climb and no matter how many times you move him or tell him "no", he still does it. I can't count how many times I have tried to stop him. His newest thing to climb is the computer desk. We move him constantly, but he likes to climb it and try and get into stuff. On Thursday he was insisting on climbing it, and had just been moved when he went to climb it again. He lost his footing and fell. Not too far, maybe two feet. He was climbing the first shelf. When he fell his face hit the shelf. Somehow, he lost a chunk out of his top lip (inside). He cried a frantic/hurt cry and I knew something was really wrong. When I picked him up to see what was wrong, I could see blood pooling in his mouth, as I tilted him back a little so I could see in, he opened his mouth and all of the blood came rushing out. It was bleeding so much! I could see the hole on his lip, and I was scared for him. I thought he might have needed stitches or an ER visit. It had to of been so scary for him. When I called my sister about the closest good hospital and if she thought we should go, she told me that it was a high bacteria zone and they don't stitch those, unless they absolutely have no option. She had me take a picture, and though Talon refused and didn't want us near his mouth (understandably) I was able to capture an ok shot with the cell phone. She said it didn't look too deep to need stitches anyway. It was really bad, and I was so sad for him. I hated seeing him get hurt but was also angry that he keeps doing things that can/will (DID) hurt him! He never learns easily...

Here's the photo:

OUCH!! Poor thing!

Since it's so beautiful outside and Spring is definitely here (well, of course it's Florida! LOL) and summer weather is on the way very quickly... I decided to paint my toe nails "Marine Scene". It's such a fun, pretty spring/summer color! They came out rather well...

Pretty!!

While painting my toe nails, Talon comes over to investigate what I'm doing. He squats down and intently looks at my toes and then looks at me. I said "Mommy's making her toes pretty..." He looks back at my toes and then gets real close to the nail polish brush, plugs his nose and says "stinky stinky" and runs to the other side of the room. LOL I definitely have a boy! =)

The Tidbits Of Me

Howdy!

This is not my first blog, and I highly doubt it'll be my last. But at this point in time, it will be my main.

First posts are always basic information, so I'll stick with that this time as well.

My name is Kim and most people call me Kimmy. You may be wondering about the blog title and where "Kibby" comes from, so I'll enlighten you on that as well. When I was younger, my mom used to call me Kibby. I am not sure 100% on why, but it was a nickname that stuck through out my childhood and even to this day. It's one I go by online often, so this fit. Besides, it's hard to think of a blog name! Haha.

I turned 30 years old on Saturday, January 30, 2010. I will say that it seems 30 snuck up on me! I'm not where I had hoped to be in my life at this stage, but I am not too far off. And since I am only 30, I still have time to make the most of life and enjoy it to the fullest, right? Right!

I'm married to my husband, Kenny, since October 23, 2001. It's been a long 8 years and we have had some bad times during that period (of course, what marriage doesn't?!) but we've also shared many happy and wonderful times too! In our case, the good definitely outweigh the bad, luckily. He is not the perfect man or husband, but he is my man and husband... and I do love him, very much.

We are the very proud and loving parents to an adorable little boy named Talon Kenneth. He was born September 13, 2008. After struggling for a very long time to become a family, Talon entered our life through adoption from a family friend. We were very blessed and lucky to be there through everything, from the very start when his birthmom (BM) found out she was pregnant and happily announced to us "congratulations". She knew she was gifting the child to us. I use the term gifting, because that's what it was. Talon was the best gift anyone could have ever given us and we'll always be grateful and forever appreciative. Talon was born at 36.2 weeks gestation, and luckily he made it that far. BM started the cycle of pre-term labor at just around 28 weeks. It was a long and scary 8 weeks before he did arrive. Thankfully, he was born perfectly healthy and strong. He weighed just 4 pounds 12 ounces and was a "stretched" 17 inches long. His only problem was having a sensitive digestive system which was resolved by placing him on soy formula. Talon was and is the light of my life. He means so very much to me, and I'm definitely enjoying being a mommy to him, even on days where I am not sure why I wanted to be a mother... lol. He's the typical hyper active toddler. Each day he does something that leaves me in amazement and feeling extra special to have him. For his personality, I'd say he's a loving,caring, fun and silly monkey!

Then - 1 day old

Now - 18 months old

We reside in Kissimmee, FL. Unfortunately, the economy took a toll on us and we ended up having to leave our home in Wyoming in June 2009. Sadly, we left behind some family that we were really close to and we miss them daily. We are staying with my sister and her family until we can get things a little more together and get on our feet. We are not proud of this and it is hard, but we are thankful to have a place to go. We hope to have a place soon though.

We have struggles and stresses in our life that's for sure. But we are very blessed. We're all [rather] healthy and doing pretty good in life. Taking life each day at a time and living the best we can. I have a strong faith and foundation in God, and I know that we are where we are with His help.