Well...I still keep secrets

So, everyone in the whole world has started blogging, which, of course, amped up my desire to blog. Except I really don't want people I know reading about my life, but hey, it might happen on accident someday.

So, this is what's new with me.

I am almost six months pregnant with a baby girl. Ty and I are still together...kind of. I live in one place and he lives in the other, but I have to have my stuff out of my trailer by the first of the year. I would really, really, really love to go live with Tyson and share our little baby girl and love each other and be a family, but the drugs hinder it. I love him with everything I have, but every time he snorts a pill, I find that love going down. I wish he would have picked me in the ultimatum. And now I have to decide if I'm going to be content being second place in his eyes for the rest of my life. I also have to worry about our daughter. I know he wouldn't ever hurt her, but I'm afraid he'll get caught and she'll be taken away.
The other option is move in with my parents. And i love them and appreciate them, but idontwannaidontwannaidontwanna. But it might be the best option for me to get my shit together.

I need a job. I need a job. I need a job. I need a job. I need a job.