Thursday, September 17, 2009

The verdict is in....

I went for the big 20 week ultrasound yesterday, and it turns out Jerry and I are having a big fat baby BOY! He is so happy. And I'm thrilled because he's happy. I know it's important to him that he has a son to carry on his father's name, and I couldn't be more pleased that he gets to do that with his firstborn. Here's a picture of our son:

Wait. You didn't actually think I was going to put up the ultrasound picture with him waving his little man part around, did you? I'm giving my son a little dignity and privacy. *grin* Actually, the ultrasound tech couldn't get him to flip over so she could get a good picture of his face. He was laying in the perfect position for us to see the sex. Butt up, legs spread, showing it off, very proud. Oh boy. I really am giving birth to my husband's son. But my little fish wouldn't show his face, so the only pictures I got were of his, well, you know.

And no. It's not twins. I had two people at the mall ask me that this weekend. I am 4'11''. The baby has nowhere to go but out, silly people.

That said, I am looking and feeling enormous. And as a bonus, I'm feeling healthier. I can eat again (oh, how I can eat). I can drive again. And yesterday after the ultrasound, I went to the mall to buy my son some clothes. By myself. I even went and had a sit down lunch by myself. If the air conditioning guy doesn't get here today, I'm going to end up heading to a movie by myself this afternoon when the thermometer hits 91.

Now, can we talk about the cuteness of these clothes?

The first little shirt is a gift from my stepdad. Both he and I are big into our computers, so he had that sent to me a few weeks ago. And the GVSU onesie and socks? My mother and sister bought those this weekend while I was up in Michigan. My sister attends Grand Valley. I keep telling her this baby is going to get a complex about which college team he's supposed to be rooting for. Between the GVSU onesie, the Gator bib from my aunt, my undying support for Ohio State (GO BUCKEYES!), and my husband being a VMI graduate, this kid is going to have no idea which way to go. Though I think VMI is a safe bet as to where he'll attend college. *wink* Jere's Brother Rats have already claimed my son for the VMI class of 2032. Seriously. We're already getting facebook messages congratulating us on our future Keydet.

I am, however, running into a problem. I HATE the majority of the baby clothes selection in my mall. You know it's bad when I can't even go to Macy's and find something I like. I'm pretty particular about what I put on my body, so you can imagine just how picky I'm being about clothes for my little boy. I'm not so into these pastel blues and onesies with animal faces on the butt. Does anyone have suggestions on where I can find cute baby clothes? Because I've been to every children's store and department in my mall, and I'm coming up short. Even Babies R Us wasn't making me happy.

I spent this last weekend in Michigan throwing a bridal shower, and I have pictures and stories to share of that as well. But it'll have to wait until I edit those photos, which is a job for another day.

Today's lesson: It is amazing how one sentence can so profoundly change your life. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but I think there are moments where only words can suffice. And yesterday it was three tiny words that made everything finally seem real: "It's a boy."

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Excuse me??

Where did all THIS come from? I'm coming up on 19 weeks, and this monstrosity decided to pop out over the past few days. I feel huge. I have nothing else to say, other than I feel like a cow.