So I'm making this blog private. Certain people I really don't care to have reading what I write. Plus just sick of so called friends, not being my friend. But just a spy for other people. Now they can go spy on someone else. I'm done with it.
Pregnancy is going good, 18wks and 3days. Almost half way there, probably post a belly pic at 20wks. Been really lazy about it. My sister is prego now too! So happy for her, can't wait to meet my niece/nephew. I'll finally be an auntie. Bryce is excited that he'll be a big cousin. Plus he is excited that he'll be a big brother again as well.
We leave for Texas tomorrow night. We're driving at night, leaving around 11. Basically want the boys to sleep most the way, so their not nagging about being in the car for 12hrs. Ready to get away and see family while I'm there. Plus gotta see some friends.
Also anytime Vance doesn't have to go to work for 2wks, works for me. He loves the time off, and I love the time he gets away from his job. He's just alot more happier when he doesn't have to worry about work all the time. He took his final exam for his real estate license, mailing it off tomorrow. Hopefully he'll have his license soon, going to have his own business on the side. Make more money, lol. Plus I'm getting ready to do Arbonne. :o)
The boys are doing good, pumped about seeing their grandparents. They love being spoiled and the center of attention. Plus Vance and I like getting a break from them, while they are seeing family. :o)
On another note:
I heard my ex best friends name today, and I wanted to scream. Why? 10 fucking months of getting over it, and not caring anymore. To only hear her name once and all the feelings come back to me. Seriously, I know I shouldn't care. Most of me doesn't, I mean you walked out on the friendship. Why? Not certain, can't say I care anymore. I have a pretty good idea. I tried to make contact you shot it down. People say you'll come crawling back when your life goes to hell. Part of me will care then, part of me will not. Only can do so much to someone before their done. Frankly I'm done. 9 yrs and you threw it away, good for you.
Sorry for that small venting. Just needed to get that out, feel better.
Right now that baby is kicking up a storm. The kicks seem to have been getting stronger, love knowing baby is ok. Every kick makes me smile, can't wait to meet my little peanut in Februaury. Excited about finding out the sex on the 14. Then I get to start shopping for baby, love shopping for baby stuff.
Well need to get some more packing done for our trip to Texas!
