I got updates... but not about the baby. Yesterday, I went home to work with my step-dad, and a few minutes after I went into the house, Marshall came in after me. Brian came in about 3 minutes after Marshall did. There was Brian, Mom, Marshall and I in the room and Brian came out and said, "I'm going to be remodeling the basement for you guys to stay in, so Marshall you won't have to move out." My jaw dropped.
Everybody for some odd reason is getting along and it's like wow. Brian asked me how the baby was and everything and if it was kicking. Jeesh. Like my mom said, everything gets worse before it gets better. I didn't believe her, but now I do. Everything she says always turns out right in the end! I'm very pesimistic and she's optomistic. It's crazy. I just think the worse things are going to happen.
So, all my tears I've cried were a waste. That's kind of a good thing to think because most of the fighting caused in our house was over Marshall having to leave. Mom thought Marshall shouldn't have to leave since I was pregnant and we weren't really "planning" on this happening but we knew it would sometime or another. Brian was talking about how Marshall's a good guy, and he thinks Marshall's good for me. Mom was talking about how everytime Marshall starts doing something good with his life, as in getting a job, moving to a new place, e.t.c, he always gets bumped in the butt and has to start all over again.
I'm really thankful for Brian making a bedroom for us at the house, because Marshall and I both know that we're not ready to get out into the real world yet. Brian new I was really stressed too, and I knew that he knew that wasn't good for the baby. He's excited though.
Well this is all I wanted to say. It's kind of long. But o'well.
You guys have no idea how happy I am about this. We'll have a big enough bedroom for both of us and the crib and 2 stero's, and an entertainment center, and our computers and everything so yea. It'll be great.