So for those of you who still read this blog (which judging from the comments, none of you do), I have a question.
What does it mean when your face looks like you're 13, you crave pickle juice and jalapeƱos and you cry during commercials and episodes of Cupcake Wars?
You guessed it. I'm with child AGAIN! Yikes. What made us decide to do this again you might ask? A lot of convincing on my part, and a lot of giving in on Morgan's part. I may have mentioned in a post way back when I announced I was pregnant with Laine that Morgan wouldn't have a 3rd child if #2 was a girl and that nothing would change his mind....well I was wrong, and by some miracle he did.
This is our 3rd and last child....for sure. I feel good about 3. 3 has always been my favorite number. 3 is good.
Now you may be asking (except that you're not, because no one is really reading this) "How far along are you?" "When are you due?" How are you feeling?" And here are your answers.
I am 19 weeks and 5 days pregnant.
I am due January 19th.
I am feeling good....tired, but good.
Almost 20 weeks you say? Do you know what you're having yet?
I figured we would have another girl. We make girls. That's all.
Today we had the ultrasound, and to my surprise, it is not a girl, but in fact a boy.
I really can not believe it. But he sat there, legs spread eagle, proudly showing off his boy parts.
I guess we can make boys. Surprise, Surprise.
This is our 3rd and last child....for sure. I feel good about 3. 3 has always been my favorite number. 3 is good.
Now you may be asking (except that you're not, because no one is really reading this) "How far along are you?" "When are you due?" How are you feeling?" And here are your answers.
I am 19 weeks and 5 days pregnant.
I am due January 19th.
I am feeling good....tired, but good.
Almost 20 weeks you say? Do you know what you're having yet?
I figured we would have another girl. We make girls. That's all.
Today we had the ultrasound, and to my surprise, it is not a girl, but in fact a boy.
I really can not believe it. But he sat there, legs spread eagle, proudly showing off his boy parts.
I guess we can make boys. Surprise, Surprise.


