We have an appointment on Monday, and had hoped we would get to find out what kind of plumbing the kid is going to have. Unfortunately we'll need to wait another 4 weeks to find out, we won't be having an ultrasound this time. The waiting is killing us. We feel like we should be doing something, but aren't really sure where to start. Everybody we've talked to has let us know that this feeling is not uncommon.
Bobbie Jo is looking great, she has a cute little "baby bump". We both think it's getting bigger by the day. She thinks she looks fat, I disagree, but I keep losing the argument. Quite honestly my beer belly is still bigger, but that doesn't console her at all. If you see her, make sure to let her know how good she looks, she really does.
The waiting between appointments is tough, not knowing 100% if everything is going well. We'll be happy to hear the heartbeat on Monday, to keep us going for another month.
Lastly, some jerk at her work ate the half-burrito she had in the fridge. DON'T EVER EAT A PREGNANT LADY'S BURRITO THAT YOU FIND IN THE FRIDGE. IF YOU DO, YOU ARE A JERK!!!
Thanks for readin'.
