Telling the Coworkers

Here is how I told my coworkers I'm expecting a little girl. I worn PINK of course! I went to bed planning to wear blue the next day. When I woke up, I said, "I can't wear blue. It will be misleading." So I quickly picked out something pink. Every time one of my coworkers asked, "So...boy or girl?" I tugged on my sweater. Let me just say that I had at least three blank stares from ladies going what is she doing? They each figured it out after a few moments. It was such a fun day telling people in person.

The story behind the picture titled Mommy Hearts Lil' Ri's Tooshie":

Where my hands are placed on my tummy is where her tooshie is right now. The ultrasound technician found it first try. I've decided to keep her girlie parts sonogram in her first album so as not to embarrass her this early in her life. It's a cute shot though. ;)

Our Girl

Introducing the first profile sonogram of Lil' Ri. She is my everything (just next to hubby of course). I'm in love with her little nose and lips already. She looks like her daddy so far. Oh...and her tummy is "well nourished" according to the ultrasound technician. She said I was feeding her well. Yay, one thing done right!

Lil' Ri's 1st Wardrobe

Tuesday, hubby and I went baby clothing shopping to buy one outfit (like I mentioned in the last post). She is her mommy's daughter though, therefore, she needs a closet full of clothes. Practically a new outfit for each day of the month...LOL!

Super excited to start buying for her in general but especially for her nursery, so I have to leave some moola for all that's on the design board.

Ooooooo!!! I'm just so happy I could burst. Well, I could burst if I wasn't so tired out from all the excitement and going to work. Enough said...check out her new apparel. She's going to be stylin'.

Look What the Stork is Bringing Us...

...sugar and spice, and everything nice because that is what little GIRLS are made of. Yes, we are delighted and overjoyed to announce that we will be bringing into the world a little girl. She is going to be the apple of her daddy's eye (& mommy's of course)! Hubby was hilarious today when we were leaving the doctor's office. He said to me as we were walking out, "The third thing that ran through my mind was how we have to pay for her wedding." I immediately laughed and then asked, "Well what were the #1 & #2 things to enter your mind?" He said, "#1 was 'WOW! How amazing! #2, I can't remember right now." Daddy is already slightly worried about keeping his little girl safe and happy...awww...how cute (for now).

We immediately called family. To start the conversation, we asked each, "so what do you think we're having?" Each mom, dad, sister, grandparent said the same thing..."a boy." We were shocked because every friend of mine immediately looks at me and says, "it's a girl." Hubby agrees, it is totally 100% expected that I would have a girl even though we all know the man's swimmers are what decides it all. I'm just so "girlie" he says all the time.

Her ultrasound pictures are coming. I'm honestly too tired from shopping and baby registry stuff this afternoon to upload it all. She is adorable if you ask me. Her nose and lips are too cute for words. She was yawning and sucking her thumb a little. It was the first time we ever saw her facial features. Really words cannot describe the feelings I had during the ultrasound, so I promise to post the pics soon.

P.S. We bought several outfits for her already and hung them in her closet. She's already costing us big bucks and we're just getting started. Coupons were handy though so it wasn't awful. We love her dearly, so money doesn't matter.

Curiosity Hasn't Killed This Cat

There are three possibilities for tomorrow's ultrasound. Three you ask? Well, here are the choices...

1. A boy

2. A girl

3. An uncooperative baby

The curiosity for hubby and I (plus everyone else in our lives) ends tomorrow. It has been so wonderful to hear all the excitement around us from family and friends wanting to know as desperately as we do what we are having. So far the vote is..."It's a girl!" My close girl friends in town all think it is a girl, my students think it is a girl, and hubby had a dream this weekend that it is (go figure) a girl! Well, I still believe there is a good chance of there being a baby boy in my tummy. All the pregnancy myths have been completely useless pertaining to me. For instance...

It's a boy: My bump is sitting low and, in general, I've had no major symptoms.

It's a girl: My chest has grown and I have had acne.

In about fifteen hours, my life will change one more time this year. When hubby came home tonight, I told him that I know understand why some couples want to be surprised in the delivery room. The tension building on tomorrow's ultrasound is making me anxious. So far, I have just loved knowing that hubby and I created a little version of "US." I love for my life to be symmetrical and even. Even numbers are my favorite, even years are my favorite, and even numbered birthdays are my favorite. No reason for it, just has been like that since childhood.

Having twins (one boy, one girl) would keep my life perfectly symmetrical. I manage to make it thru each odd year and odd birthday without any upsets, so it's just another year of so of being a little unbalanced with the numbers. All I know is mommy and daddy are going to love, loVE, LOVE this baby to pieces. We both can't wait to spread and share our news with you all tomorrow.

Last chance to get your vote in. I won't except any, "that is what I thought" or "I knew its" once we let the cat out of the bag tomorrow. So, do you think it is a boy or a girl?

Productivity Heaven

Hello all! This past week has been uneventful in Babyland, yet extremely productive. For the last two weekends, I've forced myself to curb my urges to spend countless hours online surfing the Web for baby stuff. With both possible nursery designs complete and registries for the most part put together minus the gender specific items, I told myself to get to the real work that needed to be done.

Real work = preparing our home for a baby in almost five months to the day.

On my non-work days, I managed to organize and reduce the amount of stuff in our master closet. In turn, this freed up almost 100% of space in the soon-to-be nursery's closet. The other 5% maybe of stuff is Christmas stuff that is moving into the garage. The garage is still in the process of getting a minor face lift to support the additional boxes. My cousin was in town Friday, and I put him to work going to the hardware store to by a sturdy shelving unit. Hubby and I began putting it together yesterday, but the hammering of metal was too much for the baby's teeny tiny ears. We'll finish it soon. That's the productivity report for this past week. Twenty-two more weeks of small jobs here and there, and our house will be a perfect, sophisticated, baby-friendly home. I'm refusing to let our home turn into a disastrous playhouse.