I am still alive.

 Got an A in Intro to Funeral Services and will probably get a C in Medical Terminology cuz that class suuuucks. There’s about a month left in the semester and I can’t wait for it to be over. I’m feeling strangely guilty about not taking a class or two over the summer. So much so that I’ve thought about doing it. But really, with my son due June 25, I can’t be going to class wondering if my water will break. Plus with my stepkids coming for the summer, I’ll be going from one kid (Nathaniel) to FOUR (Josh, Faith, Nathaniel & baby TJ). I might as well just take the break and enjoy it… if enjoying my stepkids is possible with the way they treat each other most of the time. My brother did get permission from the sheriff’s office in our county in NJ for me to see an autopsy should one happen when I happen to be in NJ. That will be a big help in terms of me being worried about handling the dirty stuff of mortuary science. 

 In other news, I want this kid out of me. My Mom told me she thinks I’m just not made to be pregnant with all the crap I go through and maybe she’s right. I was diagnosed last week with dehydration and honestly, I’m doing a bad job at fixing the problem. I need to drink water until I’m tired of drinking water. I need to keep this kid in me until at least Memorial Day and if I don’t start taking care of myself, I could wind up in preterm labor cuz there wouldn’t be enough amniotic fluid for the baby. We’ve finished Nate’s new room so the baby can just move into Nate’s room with the crib. We’ll see how that goes when the time comes.