baby's gender check (and a few more v-day stuffs mixed in)

A window from the old ranch house painted all lovey.  It looks as if Jiles's heart is faded/erased.  I didn't notice that before now.  The heart bottom center has a U, for unborn - I love that one, too.

I couldn't sleep on Tuesday night.  Well, barely anyway.  I was so anxious.  I couldn't wait to find out this baby's gender.  I even had a dream that I went to my appointment and upon leaving the building I said to myself, "I didn't get the ultrasound!"  Later in my dream I was in a baby clothes shop with my sister, Julie, and I said to her, "I just wish I knew what this baby was!"  And then she said, "I know what it is!  It's a girl!"  I jumped up and down, up and down with glee!  

That was my dream.

Cover's off the cake platter.  Chocolatey tempations.

I picked S&K up from school a few minutes early to head to town for my appointment.  They wanted to be there.  I wanted them there.  The same went for Weston, but he had to be at a bull sale.  He wanted me to change the appt,. and I would have, but I had already changed it once, plus I didn't want to wait any longer.  

On the way down the kids discussed whether it would be a boy or a girl and the advantages of both.  I was so happy I felt like my heart would burst and I couldn't stop smiling.  I don't think that I was ever so excited to find out the gender of one of our babies.  Will Kate finally have a sister and a long time roommate?  Or should we buy 2 sets of bunk beds? Plus a ton of other thoughts.

My mom met us down there (thanks Mom!), to be with us (and to help maintain jumpin' Jiles) since Weston couldn't.  

"I'll skip the chocolate and just eat the cinnamon hearts, thank you."

Finally the moment arose and we all waited for the midwife to announce the words.  

"May I some chocolate, pleeease?  I'm awfully cute."

"Well this baby just isn't going to let us see today.  He or she is sitting on the feet,"

announced she.

"Just a little bit of frosting will be great, thanks."

FOR REAL?? 

I wanted to cry.  I had gotten myself so excited, and anxious, really.

"Maybe if I got up and ran around or something..." I suggested.

"You can run around all you want, but I won't be here when you get back. I need to leave," she said.  "You'll just have to wait until your next appointment in 4 weeks."

Hmm.  

Now I really wanted to cry.  I felt like she was being inconsiderate of my feelings.  I wasn't fond of her at that moment.

"Umm, yep, I like chocolate."

So there you have it.  We'll have to wait a little longer.  It's okay, I can do it.

I can do it.

I am a patient person.

Mom A., aren't you glad that I took your pretty heart tablecloth off before unleashing the toddler into chocolate cupcake mayhem?

It's not like I don't have anything else to do while I wait.  

Like clean up chocolate or anything like that.