It’s a boy

 So I have been wishing and hoping for a girl, but when I went in for my last prenatal little baby was bearing it all for the ultrasound, and he’s definitely a HE. But he was so cute in there all chubby and growing that I couldn’t resist loving him anyways, lol.  We are going to name him Brendon David. I like the name, and it has to be pretty strong with a last name like Tiffany. Ya know?  Anyways, I’ve put on 22 lbs, which is a bit much for 4.5 months, so I really need to be careful. Thats just what seems to happen when you have a job you sit at 6 days a week though, I don’t really have a lot of time to be active, and then I don’t really feel safe walking around in my apartment neighborhood at night or hell, even in the morning at that. I love the place, but it has a bad rep for crime going down.  My friend Dustin got a girl pregnant about a month after me, and so at least I have someone else who is preggers right now that is going through what I am and I can talk to her about it.  I know this might be selfish, but I cant help but look at all the weight the baby is making me gain, and not get depressed. I was so close to being my goal weight, and instead of shopping for a cute little bikini, im staring at girls in cute little bikinis through the tears in my eyes. It’s truly sad for me, even PAST the hormones. I know that I love my baby and it will be well worth it in the end, but I will spend another almost year trying to lose the weight, and hopefully I wont have any stretch marks, even though being that lucky is unlikely. And I keep hearing crap about how most people dont gain weight like I am and honestly, I dont know WHY my body handles it the way it does, it  just DOES. 🙁   

Anyways, getting kinda tired. Tomorrow is my only day off. I never have time for myself anymore!