Today was my birthday. It eventually turned out good.

I like when days end on a good note, 'cause then that's how I remember them.
Being pregnant is making me more crazy. xD I get mad SOOOOOooo much, and I feel like it's unfair that
I have to be the mature one around here. Pfft... I should be the one stomping around and complaining all the time, not my mom. She only does it every so often, but it makes me so angry that I'm not allowed to act that way. Bah!
Things with the baby's father are looking up though.

He sends me "<3"s now, and texted me a happy birthday kiss. ..... I feel guilty about my other friend, who loves me very much and has been around throughout this whole pregnancy. He's been here for me this whole time that the baby's father has been going hot and cold... through all the drama and what not. I feel bad for him... 'cause he's a really great guy, and I do LIKE him.. but I don't hold as strong of feelings for him at all. I've told him this before though... and I let him know tonight that things are getting more positive with this other guy.
Oi... In any case! I'm nowhere near as stressed out as I could be though... I thank the Prozac. :3 It keeps the emotions in check. They're still there, but the pregnancy hormones have finally reached the point to overtake them.