Life is for those who LIVE!!!

My entire life I've been as healthy as a horse.  I have only broken one bone (a finger), had stitches once (from a mole removal) and never had a surgery.  I'd only been in hospitals for other people and never been a patient myself.  So I assumed that since I was relatively healthy in general, I would have a relatively healthy pregnancy.  I never thought I would have a pregnancy that was filled with such drama.  (And for those of you thinking that it could be much worse - I agree.... It could be, but I'm just speaking as to how I feel right now.  Please don't tell me that so and so had it much worse in an attempt to make me feel better.  That makes me feel like you are trivializing my experiences and emotions.  Anyways - I digress.) It all started the other night.  I got up in the middle of the night to pee - nothing new there.  Richie had stayed up later than normal and it was actually him coming to bed that woke me up. ...

Our last Dr. appt started out much like any other Dr. appt.  Lots of waiting around the waiting room and then finally we are called in.  I held my breath the whole time thinking "Please let this baby be growing and look healthy."  The guy who does the sonogram is pretty socially awkward (why he would choose a profession where he sees women on a daily basis and is touching them with a wand is beyond me.  nice guy but TOTALLY AWKWARD).  He doesn't really say much during the whole process unless you ask him questions and then he will answer away.  He said "everything looks good and your baby weighs a pound a half and is growing beautifully.  Are you interested in knowing the sex of the baby?"  Well yes of course we want confirmation of the sex of the baby.  So again he starts moving around and then he freezes the screen and says "See those things there between the legs?  It's a boy!"  Baby Boy...