This is my first blog entry for the month of October and we are already in the middle of the month. Where have I been? Well, I’ve been in a little place called Azeroth protecting the Alliance against the Horde in World of Warcraft.

I’m a seasoned veteran of two years and I’ve been dividing my WoW time between two servers, PvP and PvE. Both of which I am a Nightelf Rogue. I have a level 55 and a 21. I am very impartial to being a Rogue.

Excuse my absence but if you want to urge me to blog more, drop me a line of some sort.

Upcoming events. This weekend my husband, sister, brother-in-law, Andrey and myself are somewhat planning celebrating Halloween with a haunted bus ride. Should be interesting. I love Halloween and being scared is great.

The following day will be the start of our first annual family tradition. Chris, Sean and I will be heading to the local pumpkin patch to hand pick our first pumpkins as a family. I plan to do this every year to create everlasting memories for my son and any future children.

I don’t quite remember any family traditions from my childhood and I’d like to avoid that with my son. I want him to be able to remember all the good times throughout the years and have something to look forward to as the years go on.

Stay tuned for pictures and possibly video from our tradition.

It’s no secret that I have a small addiction to Twitter, but sometimes Twitter delivers some bad news. Because I am following CNN on Twitter, I get headlines that shock and shake a person. For instance, like this morning, I read a tweet with the title, ‘New Year’s baby’s death shatters family‘. I knew I shouldn’t have read it, but I had to. Since becoming a mother and having my own little boy I have had a much softer spot in my heart for little babies and small children. In the past month or so I have read countless news articles and stories about inconsiderate fucks shaking innocent children to the point of permanent brain damage or even death.

I cannot fathom the idea of this happening to my own son and I prefer not to think of it. This, along with other reasons, is a huge factor as to why I quit my job in North Carolina to stay home and raise our son. In NC my husband and I didn’t have any family nearby and the only people I would come close to remotely trusting with my precious boy had their own lives to tend to. I do not trust day cares to take care of my newborn or infant. I would much rather be over protective in that area than come to find out later that some employee at a day care was having a bad day and decided to shake my little Sean.

I am glad, to say the least, that we now live only a stones throw from my sister and parents and that I am very grateful that they help out and take great care of our son while Chris and I work.

I just don’t know how a person could think that shaking a baby would make things better! Where is their head? At the same time, I also wonder what possesses some parents to leave their children with any random person that they can find just so they can have a break. I would much rather never have a break from parenthood if I knew that my son was going to be safe and taken care of the way he should be.

I find these people to be complete and total pieces of shit and deserve, not the death penalty, but life in prison to sit and sulk in their wrong doings knowing that everyone they had ever met thinks of them as a piece of shit and a murderer to an innocent, defenseless being.