I'm 35 years old, female, living in Oakland, CA. I'm unemployed. I've got an almost 5 year old son and a 9 year old dog. I'm single. I'm not dating 'cause I'm fat and men are shallow. I'd love to have a boyfriend, or better yet, a husband. My son's "father" disappeared when I was 9 weeks pregnant, and has never tried to contact me since then. I have no idea how to find him. I drive a 1993 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme that needs some body work and tons of mechanical work. My son attends preschool at Head Start. He's been tentatively diagnosed with ADHD, perhaps due in part to being born three months premature. I've been having problems with some hernias in my abdomen; there is a huge hole in my gut that is held together by pieces of plastic mesh. I've just had my third surgery for this problem since September 2001. I deal with a lot of pain on a daily basis.


This is my blog. I call it Possibly Interesting. A blog is not the credo of some strange cult. It's a cool name for a weblog, which is kinda like a journal. Check it out to see just how boring I really am.


Pictures of Jayden and Starmama, and some photo posts from Possibly Interesting.

THE ESSENCE:
My name, on the web at least, is Starmama. Why Starmama? Well, stars seem to be a recurring theme in my life. When I was younger, in my teens and early twenties, my alias was Silver Starr. If you once knew someone by that name, it was probably me.
I've also, at various times in my life, thought of myself as a star. A superstar. Of course, most people were completely oblivious to my celebrity status, and in actuality all I ever achieved was, at most, ghetto stardom. And not for very long.
One of my theme songs is Baby I'm A Star by Prince. You know the one, from Purple Rain - "Might not know it now/Baby but I are/I'm a star". And since Prince is my all time favorite, number one end-all be-all musician, that particular theme song plays a rather constant role in my life.
And, of course, I am a mama. First and foremost, my occupation and role in this life is MAMA. To Jayden, a wonderful 5 year old boy. To Kayla, who is an angel in Heaven now, who was born, and died, on May 17, 1994. To Brandy, my beautiful mutt, who is my first child. And possibly one day to another child...if I'm ever able to adopt or become a stepmama.
For now, I'm single. I've never been married; but for all intents and purposes, I don't consider a mom who is partnered to be a single mom, marriage license or lack thereof notwithstanding. I've been doing the mama thing on my own ever since the day I broke the news that I was pregnant. The "pollenator" let me know, using rather strong language, that he would have nothing to do with me or with my baby. This was when I was 9 weeks pregnant. I haven't heard from the man since.
I made a homepage for my son several years ago, and it has a journal detailing the issues I was dealing with during the pregnancy and after Jayden's birth. The condensed version is this: I am Rh sensitized. This means my blood immediately went to work trying to destroy my baby's blood. At 29 weeks, an in utero blood transfusion was attempted because the baby was in distress. When the transfusion was determined to have failed, an emergency c-section was done and Jayden was transfused, and then transferred to the NICU at Children's Hospital Oakland. He was very sick at first, but he fought like a trooper and came home hearty and healthy after almost 3 months in the NICU. These days he is a happy, silly preschooler, quite a handful, constantly discovering the wonders of the world and showing me the things that really matter in life.

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