Now I am 9 weeks and 4 days. I’m going for my first check-up/appointment/whatyoumaycallit on June 16. I’m rather excited [:

I finally broke the news to my mother, she freaked out & said she could afford a baby and put it all on her like it would be her responsibility. So my dad, who knows, said we could stay there. Which is good because my boyfriend works for my dad so it saves a lot of gas money. We’re moving in this coming weekend [:

We have names picked out, although we aren’t going to find out the sex of the baby. I really really want to, but he doesn’t. I figure whatever, It will be a decent surprise(: HaHa. I’d much rather know, especially if it’s a girl, so I have an excuse to make our bedroom all pink HaHaHa.

I have a little belly going now, it’s not too noticeable if you don’t know I am, but the people who know definitely see it and love to touch it. I’m not morning sick a lot. I never was, it was usually at night if ever. I have bad bad cramps from gas and wearing too-tight of jeans. [woops>.<] I’m exhausted all the time, but luckily my school year will be over in exactly a week. Then I can FINALLY sleep in.

My boyfriend is just as excited as I am. He looks at my belly every day and touches it and talks to it and all kinds of stuff. He’s going to be a great daddy [: When we go to Walmart, we usually make a stop in the baby aisle and look around. We both want to start shopping already! We aren’t going to until about 15 weeks when we know I’m past the point of miscarrying.

We have a lot of money saved. I have nearly 600 from working since April [haven’t spent a dime!]and he has a looot. He never says how much, but it’s a lot.

But yes. We are super excited to be bringing our little one into the world [: