Guess What

Today I went and bought this


And this is on the way


To make way for this



Which will be arriving approximately on or around October 1st of this year.
I would put up the ultrasound pictures of the humanoid blob, but really, they aren't as exciting as this above picture. So everyone wave hi to the last little baby who will be joining our growing family!
My kids are super happy about it. I know it's a boy because all I think sounds good is milk(just like with Ethan), I'm not throwing up every few seconds even though I'm really nauseous all the time(just like with Ethan), and I just know it's a boy so that's what it is. With my girls I threw up every few hours every day for the whole pregnancy and all I wanted was meat, make it rare.

Yes, for people like my brother who said accidents happen, we WANTED this to happen, don't worry. I've been asked if I'll be sad with not having any more babies and getting to do the whole newborn thing. Well, I LOVE the newborn stage and I love having babies, but I can't tell you how excited I am to be done with it! I'm so ready to be moving on to the next stage, to NEVER have to go through the torture of pregnancy again EVER, and to never have to exercise my butt back into shape afterward. Oh gosh, I can't tell you how awesome that sounds to me! I can honestly say I am not in any way sad to be done, not at all. Ha.

At my appointment today, 10 weeks, my doctor says I'm very healthy and everything looks perfect. He suggested that I not gain my usual 50-60 pounds(at which time I looked at Brett and laughed) and that I stay within the recommended 20-35 pounds. Um, right, I'll get right on that. Ha. I wish he could look into my brain and see just how much I wish that were possible. I wish I could exercise without vomiting every time. I wish I didn't have to eat non-stop to prevent myself from getting violently ill. I wish I didn't look like I slipped into a fat suit by the time the baby gets here, but oh, well. Wishing doesn't accomplish much. And really lets be honest, I only weighed 120 pounds when I conceived this baby and I have only gained a couple of pounds so obviously I take care of it after my babies get here. Is it my fault that I have horrible pregnancies? No, I think not, and the doctor even said my weight was perfect, so what's the deal? End of rant, I promise. Just a bit touchy about the weight gain stuff.

As for the birth!!! Oh wow, I love my birth center. It's adjoining my doctors office and it's amazing! I get my choice of suite, complete with a nice big bed and a jacuzzi tub, nurses who have been trained by midwives, and a birthing tub as well! It has a kitchen and family area with a huge TV so siblings can chill out while the birth is going on. It's actually a part of the hospital so it's completely covered by my insurance AND it's even cheaper than going to the hospital since it's a natural birth alternative center. It's pretty much my ideal situation in which to give birth. It's a mile away from my house, maximum time to stay after giving birth(unless there are complications) is 8 hours, and I have my own person kitchen to keep whatever I want in for food. I've talked to the women who work there about my births and what I would like to happen and they have told me about how they are trained to help women deal with the pain and work through it. My births with Ethan and Lauren were very nice; however, Lily's birth was a nightmare. That stupid epidural I got made for the worst birth experience I've had and I will not do that again. Wait, I don't want to demonize epidurals, the little bit of stuff they were able to pump in me worked like magic so I couldn't feel the pain in my stomach and was pretty much ideal, but in my situation it just wasn't worth it. Five more minutes and she would have already been there and I could have skipped out on the nightmare it was getting it put in. I say if a woman is wanting some relief, an epidural isn't a bad way to go under a lot of circumstances.
Regardless, knowing I'm going to the birth center is getting me excited about this birth and I'm looking forward to the challenge, instead of dreading it, like I was with Lily. I made Brett tour it with me today!

Okay, I've written a book so I'll stop now.
Um, one more thing: am I a geek for already having the coming home outfit picked out for my new little boy?

PS: NO!!! It is not twins, and I have the ultrasound pictures to prove it. The doctor poked around in there for a while and made sure. I just require the double stroller because it would be impossible to go anywhere otherwise. With Ethan and Lauren just now well behaved enough to walk by us, and Lily absolutely needing to be strapped in at all times, I finally had no choice but to buy a double. And I already LOVE this stroller. I was afraid I would have to buy one of those $300 monsters, but then I saw this one for 90 bucks and it's small and light. I knew it would be perfect from first sight.