I’m very happy to announce that I’m NOT pregnant right now. One day it’ll happen. But that day better not be for another four years!
On another note, Edward has to go to Dallas on Wednesday to be at court on Thursday morning for child support. I’m not looking forward to his trip. I don’t like being alone at our house. I hate feeling so needy and so dependent on someone, but I guess that is how I was raised- to always lean on someone.
I depended on my parents for 22 years, and then I got married and depended on Edward.
I do wish I would’ve had some time to be independent, to think for myself, and to make my own decisions. Hispanic culture doesn’t really seem to support that theory much.
I always dreamed of living in New York City. Edward doesn’t seem crazy about visiting New York, which sucks, but somehow I will convince him in the future.
I can’t die without seeing NYC again. (That sounds so morbid but I have a mental bucket list that I’m working on).