22 weeks tomorrow

5.5 months and a little less than 4 months to go. I still have told anyone and aren't sure when I will at this point. I might as well let them find out on their own anyway.

K and I went to visit his family this weekend. We finally broke the news that it was a boy. Man, I have never seen people so excited but I think they too wished it were a girl. Maybe next time, well, we'll see... We didn't do much there. He helped his dad with a project and I sat around the house with his mom and 3 year old nephew all weekend. His dad kept telling his nephew that I was Auntie Monique and his grandmother kept thinking I was his wife. As nice as all that sounded, it wasn't true. No marriage for us. He's not ready for that. We did come up with at least one name: Kendall. The same name I've been sayiing from the beginning. And would you believe that my mother agrees that the boy should be named after his father?! That would make this child a 3rd! No way. What happened to individuality? You can't even have that these days.

My friend Lex and his girlfriend are about 25 weeks along now with their baby girl. I would love to share that kind of news but what's the point? I guess I'm still avoiding those, "whose the father" questions. *sigh* That's another story for another time.

We're supposed to start buying stuff this month. I would love to brand new stuff, but we might just get Brianna's stroller and playpen. It would save some money but I didn't want my child's first belongings to be handme downs. LOL Again, we'll need two of everything so I'll just give to him and I get the new stuff. I keep telling myself I won't get stressed out but I just dont' know how I'm going to fit this baby plus one dresser in my bedroom. Jesus, Lord, help me. I just pray that I can find a two bedroom at a reasonable price by July 1 so I can move in before the baby gets here. Since it doesn't seem like K and I would even live together, it's going to prove challenging. I'll have to get rid of my internet access and find a way to cut corners. Not to mention the daycare we'll be paying. It's expensive for newborns. *sigh* But this little boy is worth every penny and headache I'm enduring and the rest that are to come.

Other than that, I feel pretty good. Just anxious to meet him (but not before his time) and something solid in place.