Best Idea Ever

Okay - check out the shoes!!! Not only are they the cutest things ever... BUT THEY SQUEAK WHEN HE WALKS!
At first you might think this is about as pleasant as a root canal. On further investigation, you will realize how hard it is to keep up with an energetic 2 year old at the zoo. I can't quite bring myself to put a leash on my kid. These shoes, however, allow me to locate my kid with minimal effort, even when he's hiding on the other side of a bush. These shoes require constant movement by the child in order to be useful tools, but that does not seem to be a challenge for us.
I would not recomend having him wearing squeaky shoes in the house... that might endanger my sanity.
In case anyone is wondering, the merry-go-round is not so merry. It's downright scary. For some reason, it always looks fun from a distance!!!
I managed to make it to the fabric store.... Aren't these great? I looked and looked and looked to try to find something appropriate for a baby boy, but so far I'm definitely in a pink and green place. Are you sure this is going to be a boy??? I guess 2 ultra sounds should be conclusive...

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I'm a very lucky girl... I get a whole weekend without kids. (except for the one that considers kicking me in the bladder at 3am to be quality entertainment) Mr. Andy gets to spend sometime with grandma and grandpa and the horses...

I'm not sure how I'm supposed to act for a whole weekend with almost nothing to do. What on earth will Scott and I talk about? I'm sure we'll think of something. :)

I really like this quilt... For some reason, I'm in to pinks and turquoise and brown... I'm going to have to be careful - I'll create something that came from a really bad part of the 80's that most of us would rather not admit being a part of . I guess it's really time to start looking at those baby boy fabrics! No more time for quilts!!! How does blue and brown sound together???
Tara gave me flowers this weekend...

Now, I would like to say that I have found one of the truly horrible tortures in life: Important meetings/interviews while pregnant. More importantly, shopping for business formal clothes while pregnant. This is not good!!!
I have survived the shopping experience and come out relatively intact. I had to hem my own pants, but hey, a girl had to do what a girl has to do!!! My meeting was this morning, and I think it went okay... I just wish i didn't look like a bloated marshmallow. I'll try to post pictures of the outfit later...

16 weeks to go!

Mark your calendar

Mark your calendar, put it in your Outlook, and sync with your Blackberry...
My little boy will be born on July 15, 2009.
Isn't that too easy? Figure out the gender and the birthday all on the same day?
Almost seems like it can't possibly go perfectly according to plan - having babies just isn't like that. It's against the laws of nature. You are supposed to get surprised about when they come, what gender they are, etc.
So I guess I'll put this disclaimer on it...

Further updates as events warrant!!!

It's a BOY!!!

It's a wonderful, healthy, baby boy!

We will have 2 little boys almost exactly 2 years apart. I can't tell you how excited we are!

At first the technician said it was a girl! This little booger did not want to show his goods. I told the lady that he was just being difficult - it was just proof he had some Sherman in him. Eventually (after 2 trips to the bathroom and touching my toes multiple times) he gave us a peek. It would be really funny if we bought a bunch of stuff for the wrong sex of baby.

You have no idea how gratefull we are to have a healthy baby!

So I guess my previous prediction of a baby girl and my whole theory about mom "just knowing" was a bunch of crap. Or I guesss it's a theory that is 100% right 50% of the time?

Now for all those ultrasound pictures that only a mom can love... (and grandparents - who this is really for)

Now this one (below) is the "proof positive" that it's a boy. I'm not exactly seeing a turtle, but I guess they know what they are talking about! This is taken from below the baby's butt and is looking up between his little knees.
Now for the 3D versions.... Sometimes these are harder to interpret than the 2D versions.

This is 2 hands in front of his face... and the next one he has one hand on his forehead.

A very messy desk

Don't you love how my little pregnancy counter at the top of the blog says "Jennifer is 20 weeks pregnant. ONLY 140 days to go!" Seems like if it was "only" a couple of days it would be like less than 20 days. Right? Ha! Not a chance. So we are half way...

Some people love being pregnant. I am not one of those people. I think those people have a couple of loose screws.

Pregancy is like an after-market add on to our bodies. It works, but it ain't pretty.

How do you know it's been a bad week? When your desk looks like this.

I was at work for 14 hours yesterday. I ate peanut butter sandwitch for lunch. Imagine a pregnant woman too busy for lunch?!?!?! I really hate it when that happens.

I have a new team member starting on Monday and I'm so excited! Maybe I'll have time to make my desk look better. Okay, so maybe I'll just surf the internet or go shopping OR EAT instead of work on my desk. A girl has to have priorities.

Yes, I hid the food that was on my desk before taking this picture.

So in the afternoons, the kids in our neighborhood all come out to play, and us moms sit on the curb and make sure they don't poke eachother in the face with little flags.

During one of these afternoons, we were discussing how hard pregnancy and the first year or two of the kids' life is. It's amazing - up until I had Andy, no one ever really explained how bad that first year sucks. It's a conspiracy. No one tells this to non-moms in the hopes of conning them into the same sleep deprived hell that the rest of us have been through. So for now, I'm thinking that this will be a worse trip through the first year if I already have a 2 year old to care for. (No I didn't JUST figure this out, and yes I DO know how this happens.)

I'm glad it's Friday...

By the way...

I'm certain it's a girl!
I don't put much stock in all the "old wives tales" that predict gender of the baby. However, I think the mom "just knows" what it's going to be. This intuition can be skewed if the mom really wants it to be a certain sex, but in general, I think it works.
How do I know?
Because I went to the fabric shop, and I picked out a lot of pink stuff.
Sounds crazy, but when I was 18 weeks pregnant with Andy, I was drooling over the boy bedding and couldn't stand all the girl bedding. I thought it looked like cookie monster puked Pepto Bismal on it! At the time I was really hoping it wasn't a girl because I was going to buy her the bedding with the airplanes and trains on it. Now I think that somehow I just knew...
So now I know... it has to be a girl, otherwise he's going to get pink and green stuff in his bed. Or maybe purple and green.... I haven't decided yet.
As for "old wives tales," the one that says you get sicker with a girl has got to be true. If there is one that says you get fatter, that one is probably true too.