Working on the Third

Basically, there is big news in this house!

Tim and I are going to be having another baby towards the end of the year.  I seem to post around my 15th week of pregnancy, and this time is no difference.

We are absolutely thrilled!

I have been through h, e, double hockey sticks up until a few weeks back.  Thankfully with a twist of bittersweet. Tim was off work for an injury, so during the worst of my morning sickness, and night sickness, he was home to help.

To top that off, our son wasn't mobile so I'm going to say that helped a lot.  He's officially a crawler now and he's eight months old with eight teeth! Crazy sauce.

There's also been some other stressed situations, like friendships and some of my past chasing me down.  The kind of stressers you don't need in your first trimester, but petty nonetheless.

We've only been telling a few people here and there because I'm not ready to be pregnant again.  I am not ready for people to make a big deal out of it.  When the baby comes, then and only then, make a big deal because it's a cause for celebration.

Cheers to us and the world for the addition!! Thanks to God for the blessing.

Moving Train

The past two weeks have been dramatic. Some emotional stuff going on and then my past catching up with me.  Really, chasing me down, oh and then I got blasted via text messages.

Anyway, apparently, telling people someone's father is incarcerated is MUCH better than saying he's just a lazy bum deadbeat father.  Apparently.

Someone can explain that to me because I don't get it.  Just crawl back into whatever hole you got out of and leave me and my family alone.

I had to go through all my internet accounts and make them private. I'm not sure if anyone will even be able to read my blog for a while, but I will post anyway.

I was losing some faith in humanity until I was protected and encouraged by so many.  It goes to show that I have been doing good things, even though I feel like I'm failing with every step I take.

Being bitter is no fun and trying to forgive and move on is hard.  Trying to deal with all this, and a few more things that are not easy while watching a friend go crazy at me and trying to stop it is like trying to stop a moving train.

But I have all those people standing in front and around me, holding me up and it helps me more than they could ever know. So, thank you!