touch my sac!
i can finally feel the semi-firm bulge when i push past my abundant belly fat. it's weird to feel something there that wasn't before. going in for the big ultrasound next friday; daniel's finally agreed to allow ourselves the possibility of seeing whether it's a boy or girl. i was just reading though that sometimes the baby's in a position that makes it difficult or even impossible to tell. wendy was told that enzo would be a girl; months later, it was found to be a boy. i don't know which would be worse!
anyway, thanksgiving was not too bad. early, but whatever. father had to work that night but daniel got to watch his soccer game and i got to play with brat, tio, and his new fuck buddy. my only question is, why bring her to OUR house for free dinner if he's that ready to say what a casual relationship it still is? he can feed his own fuckin fuck buddy, if you ask me. but whatever. grandmother actually behaved very well and i was even encouraged to try a bit of white wine by daniel. on that note, i've also read that a glass of wine (specifically white wine) can actually be good for you even during pregnancy. what was it? one to two 4-oz glasses a week, i think, was the recommended maximum. or was it minimum?
he could have been a quack.
the cousin from mexico is being as obnoxious as ever. i rue the days i could have set fire to his house and watch him burn inside of it along with the rest of his annoyingly arrogant family... but what can you do? i made father a cappuccino this evening and pointetdly refused to make one for his precious godson. i'm not his fucking cat. i will not wash his dishes, his clothes, i will not say that everything's okay when he eats my food or "forgets" to close the front door. bullshit. and on top of that, i'm STILL treating him better than he ever treated me.
not talking about that now. hopefully, he will be gone soon. he couldn't handle a job as a dishwasher at the cheesecake family and his hope of getting another looks pretty dim. all i have to say is GOOD FUCKING RIDDANCE. and i'm glad he spent what little money he got from work; good luck explaining THAT one to the family when your sole purpose for even BEING here is to make enough money to pay your debts.
school's almost out, so lots of work and homework. work in general is a bit of a pain. sometimes i wish i'd have held out with starbucks. this will be good though. when i'm all not pregnant i'll have TWO jobs to try for, you know? so that's good. i like having my options.
that's it for now, i think. i'm tired and i feel a little insane for some reason. will get back to this when i'm not so crazy.
anyway, thanksgiving was not too bad. early, but whatever. father had to work that night but daniel got to watch his soccer game and i got to play with brat, tio, and his new fuck buddy. my only question is, why bring her to OUR house for free dinner if he's that ready to say what a casual relationship it still is? he can feed his own fuckin fuck buddy, if you ask me. but whatever. grandmother actually behaved very well and i was even encouraged to try a bit of white wine by daniel. on that note, i've also read that a glass of wine (specifically white wine) can actually be good for you even during pregnancy. what was it? one to two 4-oz glasses a week, i think, was the recommended maximum. or was it minimum?
he could have been a quack.
the cousin from mexico is being as obnoxious as ever. i rue the days i could have set fire to his house and watch him burn inside of it along with the rest of his annoyingly arrogant family... but what can you do? i made father a cappuccino this evening and pointetdly refused to make one for his precious godson. i'm not his fucking cat. i will not wash his dishes, his clothes, i will not say that everything's okay when he eats my food or "forgets" to close the front door. bullshit. and on top of that, i'm STILL treating him better than he ever treated me.
not talking about that now. hopefully, he will be gone soon. he couldn't handle a job as a dishwasher at the cheesecake family and his hope of getting another looks pretty dim. all i have to say is GOOD FUCKING RIDDANCE. and i'm glad he spent what little money he got from work; good luck explaining THAT one to the family when your sole purpose for even BEING here is to make enough money to pay your debts.
school's almost out, so lots of work and homework. work in general is a bit of a pain. sometimes i wish i'd have held out with starbucks. this will be good though. when i'm all not pregnant i'll have TWO jobs to try for, you know? so that's good. i like having my options.
that's it for now, i think. i'm tired and i feel a little insane for some reason. will get back to this when i'm not so crazy.