Next month, we get to hear the heartbeat. We’re taking Max with us, and I can’t wait. I think that’ll really seal it for him. He’s been a little unclear on the whole “baby growing in mommy’s belly” thing, and just kind of ignores us when we talk about it. He nods and plays along, but I don’t think it’s sunk in that he’s going to have a little brother or sister (Jen doesn’t want to find out the gender… I’m still trying to convince her). Actually, until this morning I don’t think it had really sunk in for me either. Even though we’ve been talking endlessly about baby names (and just like last time, we’re having a heck of a time trying to come up with a girl’s name), it was all academic. Today, seeing the OB again, it’s suddenly very real. It’s like Christmas Eve (for 30 more weeks!! AUGH!).
Oh, and I got to talk to my little gestating child today and he (or she) really wants you to go to nonDependant. You don’t want to disappoint a fetus, do you?