So... I went to the doctor (actually my midwife) last night to get my "checkup" and everything's "normal". Couldn't hear the heartbeat with this different machine, but I'm not allowing myself to panic about this at all because everything's been just fine. I go back in two weeks to hear the baby's heartbeat again and I'm realizing that this will actually work out better because Shaun will be able to come then! Yay!
...but all is not perfect. Shaun and I are in the middle of a disagreement....
...ok, so we're hardly acting like this. Actually we're getting along just fine & he's being his wonderful self, but NOW he's DYING... I mean, just practically jumping out of his skin...
to find out what we're having. His mum called the other day and she's also dying to find out so she can get to work making all the baby stuff she's so good at, but wants it to be just perfect for what ever little whoever we're having...
...we both are TOTALLY thinking it's more important that the baby's healthy and we would be happy as clams (where did that expression even come from???) with either a boy or a girl... or both (even though Shaun does have an awfully big soft spot for girls).
Anyhow, after his conversation with his Mum I kept thinking, "Hey there! Who's side are you ON? Do you actually want to find out?" and he leaned his head down and sheepishly went "I really do!"
I laughed! "Are you serious?" Yup! Now it's all he talks about. Cannot WAIT to find out what we're having. Sooo.... we have 6 more weeks to argue about it, but dont' tell him... he'll actually probably get his way.
SHHHH!
Honestly he asks me for SO little and gives me SO much... if he really wants this... I may just end up caving. Ugh. Don't tell him, though. I'd like to keep the argument going JUST a little longer.
(typical woman!) HA!
