Moved again....

OK. i dont know if i mentioned in previous journal, but i had to move again, less than two weeks from my due date, im back at my step parents. so that means i have internet and i can catch back up on everyone. one of my friends from work moved me, im greatful, there was no way i could have moved myself, but damn sure i would have tried and hurt myself. My friend got to be too much with the bi polar. it didnt get better when the husband got home like she said it would. its just everything had to be about her, and when she got out of hand i could never talk to her about it cause ither i was being "pregnant and hormonal" in her eyes or was just in the wrong. the last straw was the  day my new bed was suposed to arrive. they knew i'd been getting a bed, twin size is too small for me and baby and dog. and i deserve some damn comfort, well she tells me that her husband doesnt want me moving furnature into the house. and that they dont want to take apart the bed frame to put in storage that i had been sleeping on. what??? that irritated me. i mean, i DID pay rent there right? i gave her all my food stamps plus 200. that should have been enough. 375 total. i could have found a room elsewhere for abotu that and had cable and internet. i dont know. my feelings are hurt. before the day was over  they DID end up taking apart the bed. moved things  into that room and made it into the workout room i think. i dont know. i do feel calmer here though, my dad is being nice to me. i think he realizes that he was wrong. he even let my dog come here too, which is a BIG thing for him, and means he really doesnt mind if i stay, cause another dog? especially a house dog? thats a big deal. my sister pretty much gave up her room for me and baby since she is hardly here. nice of her, cause she didnt have to at all. there is so little space here really, but it made me feel loved anyway. im glad to be out of the tension of my friends house. and sometimes im not sure how good a friend she really is anymore. we have alot of history, nearly 14 years worth. but after this i dont know if i can even call her a best friend right now. not like i can talk to her about my feelings. she kept saying, you know, its not like we are kicking you out, you can stay. sure, stay and hear yelling everymorning, never knowing if she is going to FLIP because of something i or someone says. im a quiet person. yelling and hollering over nothing bothers me.  Loudness and tension bother me. and sometimes, i want to do things MY way, whatever it is without someone elses opinion over my shoulder. and she was complaining to me about money. half the time she brags cause she thinks she has it so good, the other day she was complaining on how broke she is. but she has 70 thousand in savings or something like that. that is not broke to me. sure, its DO NOT touch money, but damnit,  if you really needed something, its there. i just got garnished for 500 and it nearly killed me. im the wrong person to complain to. because they get mad if i "vent" about my anxieties and problems.   This baby is so ready to come out. we have been through so much together. i kinda want her to stay in, just a little longer, even if i am so incredibly uncomfortable.  but there is this big part of me already missing her, missing this. because i NEVER got the chance to enjoy it. and i never will again. you only get one first time, even if i have another.  only at night, before bed when i am alone have i been able to enjoy her. the only thing that was about me this whole pregnancy was getting my dog.  the rest was about everyone else practically. i hope it works out so i can take enough time off with my baby. hold her, be with just me and her for a short time. it all seems like it is going to pass by so quickly. so im holding onto the days. sunday is my new last day at work. pick up check on wed. dr appt on thurs. then, i wait. if she doesnt come out before, but thats how i would like it to go. spend a couple days before she comes out alone, at home, making pictures or putting together a photo album.  damn. that reminds me. my baby shower pics are at my friends house. i got to go there to get my fish anyway. i hope that the disk is still there so i dont have to make a new one. ok, well i will see you all later, will catch up soon.  love you all