So I go to my last check up tomorrow. I'm officially 38 weeks and 3 days pregnant. We finally got the crib together last night and we're supposed to be hanging items on the wall tonight. It just seems crazy that she'll be here soon. Cristin Gayle Craft is the official name. I still feel like I wish I wasn't pregnant with another baby, but like they say, God doesn't give us things he doesn't think we can handle. Well, I guess this is just another thing.
I go to speak with my attorney tomorrow. I'm a little nervous. Hunter, of course, is being an ass like always. How can someone tell you they can't afford child support, but they can afford a new bullet proof vest and guns and going hunting and everything else he does. He said his attorney had to retire after Betty supposedly wrote a check for 2500 dollars to this wack job! The whole thing does not make sense. Of course when it comes to that family, nothing makes sense.
Just hope that everything works out!
