Monday, September 24, 2007

70% chance of girl

... according to the latest ultrasound 2008 forecast done yesterday. Which is basically a doctor's safe way of saying, "Well, I don't see a penis anywhere, but I wouldn't redecorate just yet." While this isn't a definitive answer to the million dollar question, it is a step in the right ,er, gender. Not that there is a wrong gender. It's just how we hoped the dice would fall. Because, if it is indeed a girl, we are done. Finito. That's all folks. Which is kind of sad on a certain level. I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that this is the last time I'll be pregnant. Jonathan is under the impression that we're done no matter what, but I think we'd have to give it one more try if it were to be another boy. So I hope 2 is it. Two is enough for sure. One parent per child which just makes airports and restaurants so much easier to deal with.

So why am I wanting a girl so badly especially since having another boy would have its many obvious bonuses? I just really want to experience raising both a boy and a girl. They are just soo different. Plus I'm severely out numbered by testosterone (4-1) (I've included our kitties) so, so there. We'll hopefully know with out a doubt in about 2 weeks when we go in for the official sex check ultrasound & again in 4 for the anatomy check ultrasound when the have to do measurements and check for abnormalities with the bits themselves so there's just no getting around it.
If you were to ask my gut, it would say it's about 80% sure that there is a girl in there.
So far a few other old wives' tale predictors have pointed to that as well. There's the undisputed fact that I look more haggard, I was nauseous this time, the conception timing (which is more scientific), the pendulum needle test said girl along with the Chinese Lunar Calendar. So I ask you... who needs science?
I guess for now though, we have to accept that we'll "officially" be in suspense for a little while longer. At least 30% in suspense.

oh deer



Jake and other local children make friends with native Los Angeles wildlife.

It's amazing she allowed him to get so close.

you have WHAT in there?


Jake: is it coming out of here?

Me: nope, worse.



Jake: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


Jake: I'd never do that to you. You know that right?

Me: I know.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

4 years and counting...

So it's our 4 year anniversary, and this year, just like every year, we'll dig out the wedding video and relive all those heartfelt moments. Here are a few...




It's just not a wedding unless some drunk guy gets up and sings Sinatra. It's even better when it's the groom. What, with his amazing knowledge of the lyrics and all, I bet he really made Sinatra proud. And then there was my favorite song request/dedication (to me)of the night. I get it. I've got back. I just love watching it because it dissolves me into tears both from laughter and from the pure sappy nature of it each and every year. It's good tv.

Every year I also look up what that years gift is supposed to be and I try to loosely base my gift to Jonathan around that. I guess I like tradition... and stress because this year was fruit which caused me to sit around for weeks completely dumbfounded by what you're suppose to do with fruit. I mean, I guess I could get really "creative" with that theme, but no body needs a pregnant woman to get "creative". Maybe a fruit basket? Or maybe a jar of preserves? But then it hit me like a bag of apples. PIE! I shall bake him an apple pie. Jonathan loves apple pie. I've never baked an apple pie, but how hard could it be? Why do I tempt fate? Silly woman. So, I went ahead and documented the ordeal for your amusement, or just in case you wanted a great apple pie recipe... as soon as I figure it out it will show up here.