The the past couple days I have felt like I’m going to be sick. Not a little sick, but like I need to run for the bathroom. :yuck: I have been sleeping about 10-14 hours every night. I feel like I need it. If I don’t get that much I feel like I am going to fall a sleep in the middle of talking. Which has never happen to me. Man, the more days go by the more I believe I’m having a baby.
Thank you everyone who left such sweet and hopeful comments. It means a lot to me and my husband. I know a couple of you guys made the comment about how young I am. I know I’m very young but I know the older I get the harder it is to get pregnant and to take care of a child. My husband is 23 and is going on 24 in December. I’ll be 20 in November. So, we are not as young as soon mothers and fathers. I know that even though we are young, my husband will stand by me no matter what. I know that my husband would NEVER just drop his family to do what he wanted and I know that my husband would work himself to death to put food on the table for his family. I pray he would never do that (work himself to death) but I know he would.
I need to get off the rant. LOL Well, it really isn’t a rant but anywho. I have to go to Keith’s cousin, Rachel’s baby shower this Saturday. I kind of don’t want to go but I know I need to since I’m newest family member and it would be nice of me. We bought the baby sleepers and little Ts and a toy peep. The peep is my favorite thing. Its all cute and stuff. I think her baby is about 4 or 5 weeks old now.
I have decided to make our baby’s first blanket. I’m crocheting our baby’s blanket. I am using yarn that is purple, blue, light green, yellow and dark green and the colors flow right in to each other. I will have to take some pictures when I’m done. 😀 I am very proud of it. I know those colors can be used on either a boy or a girl. You know? I told Keith I don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl as long as they are healthy and happy. That’s the important thing to me and he agrees. But deep down I know he wants a boy. What man doesn’t?