Baby you amaze me.

Sitting at home has pretty much become my life. Not that I mind too much, but it would be nice to have the energy to go out once in a while without getting tired and pissed off. People can tell you they enjoy pregnancy all they want but when it comes to the last month or so you're so big you can barely move. And being young makes people stare at you way too much when you go out. I can't really complain a lot because my pregnancy has been pretty easy. Lets hope labor goes the same way. Eric recently got into a wreck. I'm so glad he's okay. Very lucky that we only stayed one night at the hospital and his injuries were minor compared to what they should have been. The whole thing was pretty tragic for me. I didn't know what was going on. Only that they were flying him to UAB and that his hip had been dislocated. They wouldn't say anything else and I assumed the worst. I'm guessing anyone would. He ended up with a fractured leg, broken ankle, small cut on his liver, road rash, burns, and bruised organs. Like I said it could have been much worse. I wouldn't be able to handle Eric not being here. I love him so much and I can't stand to even go a night without him. We finally came home last night after staying a week at his parents house. It was much easier for him to get around and there were no stairs. He's still limping around, but he's gotten a lot better. We'll see about his progress Wednesday, when he has his two week check-up.  I think they'll be surprised. Ashton's room is almost done. I feel bad for putting it off, but it seems like every time I want to go in there something comes up and I have to do something else. I did finally get all of his clothes washed and his bedding. Now it's about organizing. I'm sure everyone loves reading about me talking myself through doing something, because that's just awesome. I feel like there's so much I could rant about and I'm honestly trying not too. I do miss having friends always over and doing crazy things. I know that's all pretty much over seeing as I can't even stay up past twelve a.m. without being pissed off because I want to sleep. And once baby gets here there's no more being loud until hes old enough to stay with his grandparents and stuff. I have so many mixed feelings about being a mom.