Hi baby!
We were officially 12 weeks yesterday and we got to see you again at the doctors office. You were sleeping at first and I had a touch of panic as you weren't moving and I couldn't see your heart fluttering. Then, you were all over the place. Sorry kiddo - no photos again. Your poor scrapbook is empty - just one photo of all the pee sticks we took to make sure you were cooking in there.
We have big plans the next two weeks and I am so excited. First off, next weekend, we get to tell everyone about you. WOOHOO. No more secrets. No more people wondering why I am on the wagon or why I may just plain look fat :) We will have Elijah wear a shirt on Christmas Day that he is going to be a big brother and I will have a shirt at his party saying that we are expecting!
Then, in two weeks, we have our surgery to get you sewn in there. I can't wait. Once that happens, daddy and I will breathe a sigh of relief and relax. After that, we will see you again on 1/6 and maybe you will kick your butt up in the air, open your legs and tell us if you are a boy or a girl.
Still no update on a name. I have tried Avery, Macy, Amanda and nothing has stuck. I really hope something comes to me. I did dream about you this week a couple of times and that was a good feeling!
OK, kiddo, Merry Christmas and I will come back to tell you all about your family and how they reacted to the news that you are on your way!
