It's a ......

I'm sitting here eating my cereal and checking email, but I've been up since 6:30am. For those who know me, that's not only early, that's crazy that I would actually get out of my warm comfy bed and start my day. I've got some cold or something that is acting weird (sore throat one day, fine the next, stuffy nose next day, fine, etc) Weird. Allergies? Anyway. I couldn't sleep very well last night and I am actually very very very nervous about today.

Today we find out if our next heir will be a boy or girl. It shouldn't really matter right? This pregnancy has been so tough on me. I know I can get through it, but it really sucks sometimes. I had about one week where I actually felt better, but then I fell back to the familiar first trimester symptoms.

The hardest part for me is that I don't BELIEVE we're having another kid. One is enough for me right now. Andrew is starting his "no" phase. Great. Plus his throwing tantrums over the fact I won't give him scissors. Really? Of course I'm not going to give you scissors! He's not my little obedient little boy anymore. I used to brag about how good he was. Ok, he's still a good kid, but he requires more patience. I don't think I was born with patience so this is hard for me. Plus now I'm sick and tired all the time my patience level is almost zero.

Andrew did throw a fit in Walmart. He wanted out of his cart so I let him out. He then went down the can foods isle with his arms our wide trying to hit each can. He didn't hit it hard enough to knock it over, but enough to move it. I didn't want him to knock them over and make a big mess so I told him to stop. He freaked out and started crying his fake cry. I walked about 10 feet away and just waited. Every few cries he would look up to see if I was watching. I would ask him if he was done. He would scream NO! and I said ok, well, get it all out! A mom walked by and looked at him, looked at me and smiled. She said, "You're such a patient mom". I thought that was funny because I was just too exhausted to fight him and didn't care if he cried in Walmart. Maybe patience comes in different forms.

Ok, I'm getting off topic. So I still don't feel pregnant (well, of course besides all the awesome side effects) I just feel off. I think today it might become real and that scares me. I want another little one in our family, I'm just nervous for the transition. Not just for Andrew, but for me. I know I can do it. We wanted the kids to be 2.5 years apart, and that's exactly when this baby is due. I guess I'm just scared for the unknown. I know how to take care of a boy, but if it's a girl...I don't know how to take care of a girl! I have no girl clothes. Although I have awesome toys from my childhood in the attic. I guess that's a start.

Why am I panicking? I don't even know. Ah!

I will post more when we know...

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Alrighty here we go!

Back from the Dr. Here is his/her beautiful close up :) Any guesses? Boy? Girl?

It's A...................



GIRL!