Tomorrow we find out the sex of this baby that I’ve been carrying around for almost five months. Tomorrow — I can’t believe that’s it almost here. Instead of calling the baby an “it” — yes, I’m aware of how awful that is, but I do plan on letting baby J know that’s how it was referenced for the first five months of its life — we will finally be able to say “she” or “he.”
Also, can you say crazy to the size of that bump up there? I guess at almost halfway through this pregnancy, that’s what I’m supposed to look like. I won’t lie — the body changes have been really tough on me, and I’ve been trying to keep myself inside the house. Of course, B is right there telling me that I’m pretty (and crazy) – and forced me out on Saturday night for date night at the J. Clyde.
The appointment is at 11 tomorrow morning — and then we have our dinner reservations at 545 tomorrow evening. Those almost 7 hours will be brutal – waiting to find out what we’re having. But I can’t wait. I have finally started to find some nursery inspiration, and we’ve narrowed down a few names. Mostly the girl name, and still kind of working on the boy name. Boy names are hard!!
I can’t wait to share with all of you if we’ll be welcoming a little baby girl J or baby boy J!