Oh, couple things I need to mention (sorry no pictures)

WOW! I've been doing a lot posting lately. Not a bad thing. Anyway, I just realized that there were a couple things I wanted to mention via bliggidy blog but haven't so here they are:

1-Andrew made the successful transition to big boy bed a little over a month ago! HURRAY! It wasn't difficult actually, he did real good job and LOVES it. Right now the crib acts as his punishment as well (which helps). If he gives me a hard time getting out of bed at night, all I have to say is, "Andrew, do you need to sleep in the baby crib tonight?" (Imagine being said with stern mommy eyes and voice riddled with unsympathetic mommy tones). That's all he needs (on a good day) and he will immediately jump back in bed and say, "NO, my big bed!" That's right, that's right, I give kisses, close the door and bedtime is done! Good thing he doesn't know how to open the door yet....

But well done Andrew!

2-Remember how I've mentioned before that here in jolly ol' Aberdeen they do NOT tell you the gender of your unborn child even if you want to know. They have a strict no-tell policy due to being sued, etc, etc in the past. Whu-ell...I have some little news. So my midwife (everyone gets midwives here...which I actually really like) thought that bump was measuring a wee bit small, her words, "Aye...you certainly have a wee bump," and so she sent me to the hospital to see a doctor to have another scan (ultrasound) just to be sure everything is growing well in there.

Off I go to the hospital, sit and wait until I get called back to see a lovely Hungarian doctor named Helga (seriously). Helga and I hit it off and she is super friendly. She laughs at my awkward jokes and pokes at my "wee" belly. She makes a couple jokes of her own and even sides with me in my belief that bump (BTY: bump= baby)is actually not that "wee". Turns out bump is measuring a little on the larger end of average BUT my belly just doesn't expand like most pending mothers. Instead, as Helga points out, I just seem to carry my feti more inside than out. What does this mean?!?! Well, I have a smaller looking bump BUT the child has actually made a nice home being abnormally squished between my kidney and lungs. ("Abnormally squished" means extra pressure on the kidneys, less lung expansion and little feet perma under ribs, to name a few.)Helga jokes and says, "You must get people telling you your bump is little...but it really can't be comfortable can it?" No, Helgs, (can I call you Helgs?) No it is not! I would much rather have larger belly and more, gasp, lung space, gasp...thank you!

Anyway, off I go on a tangent. So the point of this story is that after we determine that wee bump is doing great Helgs gets ready to turn of the ultrasound machine but then gets a sly smirk on her face. She look at me and asks if I know the gender. I take full advantage and reply that I don't but would sure like to. (Bat my eyes, smile nicely with a look that says, remember all our joking? He could be great friends Helgs, real great friends!)She picks up on it and says "Well, you know it's our policy not to tell. BUT..." (yes, she said but)"...I can say with much certainty that you are NOT having a boy!" She then showed me (quite vividly)why she felt so certain. Trust me, I could tell too! I thanked Helga profusely and as soon as I walked out of her office there sat Mike to whom I immediately bombarded with, "Your going to have a daughter!"

Poor fellow, wasn't expecting that but admits to being elated! We both secretly wanted a female!

So we are currently seeing PINK in our household and can't wait to meet her!