Yes. It's true.
Chris and I are pregnant.
You probably already know that by know. Either my mom, Ann or Chris and I told you.
I am 10.5 weeks. Seriously. I am counting the .5s because the past 4 weeks have been the longest of my life. End of June/July is going to take FOREVER to get here. Sweet baby Jesus.
So, my class is (almost) over. I am still waiting on my grade, which i hope doesn't come solely from my paper that I worked a total of 5 hours on when I had the whole semester to do it. Ready for the excuses, cause here they are: I WAS WORKING! At a winery. Lots and lots. During harvest I racked up almost 60 hours in one week.
Then I got pregnant...and well, I am not an emotional wreck like most books say I would be, but I am un-motivated, un-inspired and extremely tired all the time. Who wants to write a paper when you are feeling like that? Sheesh.
So, anyways, I am not hoping for one grade or another, just to pass so this semester is over and I can graduate.
I am actually in a really crappy mood so I will blog no longer today lest I scare everyone away with my bah-humbug-ness.
Cheers.
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