The "Itis"...

Man, I have the "itis" in a bad way! That's a term Hank actually taught me that very well describes my current state of mind. You know there's senior-"itis", etc. Basically means you have the "I don't want to do anything" attitude. I have vacation-"itis"! I go to work every morning because I have training from 8:00 - 12:00 and then after that I'm hard pressed to want to do anything! I've actually been going home and working from home almost every afternoon. It's pretty awesome that I get to do that...and it works out well for right now while most people are headed out so I don't have meetings that I have to go to.

I'm also starving all the time! Whatever that disease is that makes people feel like they can never get full (Carrie knows, she told me but I can't remember), I feel like I have that! I get full kind of fast, but then about 10 minutes later I'm looking for food again! Last night I ate 5 clementines! I know what you're thinking...that's not so bad...so then I went back and ate 4 more!! Hey, at least it's fruit! I love those boxes of them that come out at Christmas time. How sad is this...we went grocery shopping on Sunday and I didn't get any. So, its Monday afternoon and I'm leaving work and I decide I'm going to go the long way home just so I can go to the store and get clementines! It's starting isn't it? Is this the road downhill?

Okay, so obviously I had nothing really interesting to write so that's why I wrote this... :-)

It's A...

BOY!!

We're really excited! We were hoping for a boy...it sounds like fun to me! I mean, I only have sisters...Plus, we're naming him after Greg and my dad so that's really special to us too. Most of you know, Greg was adopted as a toddler so no one really knows who he's named after. We decided a long time ago that we would name our son after him so we could start our own family tradition. His name will be Gregory Bruce. Bruce is after my dad. All three of us (my sisters and I) were supposed to be named after him, but obviously that didn't happen! My dad is named after his dad and went by "little Bruce" so that's what our son will be..."little Bruce." It's weird that our son is now our son and not "it" anymore. I definitely cried when the ultrasound lady told us.

She wasn't sure she was going to be able to tell since little Bruce didn't want to play nice. I'd been feeling all the kicks and movement WAY down in my pelvis and not in my belly at all. Pretty much every time he kicks I have to pee...exciting huh? Well there is a point to telling you that...little Bruce is basically as far down as he can get. They had to do the "special" ultrasound to get his head measurements. Those of you that have had the "special" one know what I'm talking about...no need to say it and freak my sisters out! Anyway, she measured and determined he's less than an inch from my bladder, woo hoo! She laughed saying he probably won't drop, because if he does I'll be in labor! Ha ha, yeah, I didn't think it was that funny!

So...here's a picture!

IT'S A BOY! The two "bubbles" are butt cheeks and you can guess what's between 'em!

Well, like I said, we're really excited. He has ten fingers and ten toes and everything's measuring right on cue. Placenta looks good, cord looks good, no spina bifida, etc. We decided not to go with the quad screen because well, as excited as I was to know the sex, all that other stuff freaks me out. We'd rather deal with that once he's here if we have to! I hope you all have a WONDERFUL weekend!

P.S. Blogger hates me and won't let me change the color back to the way its supposed to be...boooooo! Oh, and I decided I needed a new template since he's a boy...

One more day!

Only one more day until we hopefully know if its a boy or girl. I'm so excited, I've hardly slept all week because I keep thinking about it! So...everyone pray for open legs and no limbs in the way!

I'll let everyone know tomorrow!

Houston, we've got movement!

Well its official...I'm finally feeling the baby move. Starting about Saturday afternoon I've been feeling little kicks and such in my lower belly. Every time I call Greg over though little Leroy (ask Tim...) stops moving. Since we already know its ADD we just chalk it up to the fact that hearing my voice distracts he/she.

Speaking of he/she...less than two weeks! I'm really excited to find out. I can appreciate the people who wait til they hear "its a boy...its a girl", but I'm not one of them. Its amazing how many people think they get a say in whether or not you find out though! Don't worry, if you're reading this blog, you're not one of them! Unless I've gained some mysterious new readers, I know who reads and I'm not talking about you. Its the pushy people who feel like all of the sudden because of their rudeness I'm going to change my mind. As it turns out, lots of people think they have a say in all sorts of things regarding pregnancy. For example: working moms, breastfeeding, and various other controversial subjects.

Most people know, I'm only slightly opinionated (yeah right!) and yet I don't remember telling any of my pregnant friends how they should raise their children...I don't know...maybe its a rite of passage once you have a baby yourself. Don't get me wrong, I need so much help its not even funny. Advice I appreciate, scrutiny not so much. Speaking of advice, those with babies, I will be calling on you soon. Registering is overwhelming and reading books scares me. I'm learning about all kinds of things that happen during labor...most of which I'd rather pretend I don't know. Can't they just knock me out and send me home with a baby??

In case you thought I was going to gripe the whole time...I am FINALLY feeling better. I haven't puked in over a week! That's major! Also, thanks to my awesome seamstress of a mother in law we have all the baby bedding done! Speaking of in laws...after they left seems to be about the time the nausea went away...coincidence?? Hmmmm.... JK