devastator

i'm practically exploding out of my t-shirt. it's odd being nearly six months pregnant, and barely having people notice that i am.

it's also odd that i haven't told any of our parents [if you know me, i have lots of moms and dads - it's a sad thing]. pj's mom knows, i know that. little things she says and does makes me smile inwardly, because she seems more cheerful about it than i would think she would be.

i'm afraid my real mother will literally kill herself, since she already tried to when i had come back from vegas, and she was all broken down over me dropping out of school.

i will post pictures of my belly soon. it's getting big. supposedly i'm supposed to have gained like 12-16 pounds, and i've only gained 8. but the nurse didn't seem worried about it at all. she said that i am fine, and i can practically eat whatever i crave, just to eat more protein.

and emily and shannon - i'd appreciate if you didn't tell any of "the group". i just like to keep things tied down. and quit getting buff shannon. your muscles are scary. and quit getting cuter emily, you're just...too...cute. oh well.

the end!