A new chapter.

I've never thought of myself as a particularly nurturing person, especially when it comes to children. I mean, I love babies-baby smells, baby clothes, baby talk. But I also love giving Baby back to his or her parents whenever I'm done playing (which is usually about the same time Baby poops or starts crying).

I tend to be a selfish person. My hamster died of dehydration; any fish I have owned have rarely stayed alive for longer than a couple weeks; in all of my 25 years, I've only managed to keep one plant alive-and even then, said plant had a couple pretty close near-death experiences until my dad took over and revived it. I used to joke with friends that any children I had were going to boarding school, because that would be so much easier on me.

And yet, here I sit, a little over 3 months pregnant. What the hell happened, right?!

Beats me.

As most people who read this (2 or 3 of you?) know, I'm back home from Korea.

That didn't last long!

As much as I enjoyed certain aspects of it, I was still having a really hard time adjusting, and had pretty much convinced myself after a couple weeks that I absolutely hated it and was ready to come home. Then, I finally realized I was pregnant, which sealed it in my mind that I was positive I was ready to come home.

Home! Where my family and friends are! Where people eat normal food! Where it's still considered bad manners to talk with food in your mouth, smack, spit on the floor, and walk directly into people without apologizing! I realized that those are just cultural differences, but I also realized I severely, severely overestimated how tolerant I am.

Don't get me wrong, the country is pretty interesting. There's a lot of stuff I didn't get to experience and I'd love to go back someday. As a tourist. For a week. Maybe two.

But back to my original news. I'm back home and working on finding a full-time, "real" job (if you know of anyone that's hiring, please let me know!), and substitute teaching in the meantime.

I am keeping the baby, for those of you who are curious. I realize that the circumstances aren't exactly ideal, and I'm sure there will be some people who will judge me and change their opinion of me because of this. Which is totally fine, everyone is entitled to their opinions, blah blah blah. Just kidding.

Anyway, I don't know the sex yet, but I'll be updating this more with baby news as I get it (or whenever I'm feeling like an insomniac, such as tonight).

One more thing, I want to take a second to mention how amazing, understanding and supportive my parents and sister have been from the beginning. I couldn't ask for better family for any child to have.

Enough for now!
Goodnight!