So a few months back now my husband and I got an interesting surprise. He had bought me a puppy, an adorable little corgi we named Pippin. A couple of weeks later after bouts of sleeping 20 hrs a day then breaking out in hives I decided to take a pregnancy test and if it came back negative to go to Emerg.
Surprise Surprise, after 8 years of doctors telling me it would never happen the test came back positive.
At first we were both a little shocked, and I was a little miffed that the all inclusive wedding I was shooting in Mexico in May would not be that all inclusive for me.

I cleaned out a few things out of my life at that time, things that were only trying to cause grief. I am under strict Dr's orders not to stressball myself like I normally do. One person in particular to whom I owe nothing took it very selfishly (and I had a good laugh at their expense)

But that was in early March, and lets face it time marches on.

Should everything go well our little one will be born in late November.  
I have until then to get myself into gear and become the person my child can be proud of, to this effect I'm asking you all to help. Kick me in the ass a couple time to get going and make sure I don't stop. I've been fighting serious depression a good portion of my life and at times I've let it run and ruin everything. This time it's all or nothing.

I am an artist and an illustrator first and foremost. But for the last year or so I've just felt like a giant loser. I'm not asking for money, though gods know I need it, just for some support from a bunch of generally awesome people.

That's it for now I guess.

Wish me luck

~Ananas