Proud father of a speck
It’s been way too long since I updated this thing, but contrary to what most of you are probably thinking, I’m not dead. Which is surprising. Here’s what’s been going on…
I guess I should start by saying that I have a girlfriend named Alicia. She’s 20, and is working at Kroger, where I work. My family thought I was crazy for wanting to date her because not only is she not a Christian (she’s pagan), she has a baby. The baby is a girl named Larissa. She’s only 6 months old.
Ok, so I haven’t dropped the bomb yet. Alicia is pregnant again. Of course, I’m the father. She had her first ultrasound Wednesday and the baby is a very healthy, happy speck. Or at least that’s what s/he looks like on the ultrasound. I’m very excited, and not very scared. I know most guys would be freaking out right now, but I’m very happy to be the father of that little speck. I was going to post the ultrasound picture to my flickr account, but I don’t have it with me right now, so I can’t scan it yet. I’ll post it when I get the chance. Not that there’s much you can see except a tiny speck.
We’re going to be moving in together in the next few weeks. We already have the apartment and are going to move in as soon as maintenance gets done cleaning and repainting the inside of the apartment. They expect to be done with that in about two weeks and then we can move in. Obviously this means a lot of changes, including me dropping out of college for a spell while we settle into our new home and get a budget and whatnot figured out.
So yeah, alot of changes in my life, and I know that all of this probably surprised a lot of you. I’ll still try to post more of my crazy ramblings here, and I’m working on about three different writing projects which might end up here. I’m not dead. I’m quite the opposite. I’m a father.
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