IT'S A . . . . . .

Well, some may know and some may not, but I am pregnant. I'm almost 21 weeks. So I went and had my ultrasound yesterday and everything looks great. Joanne and Marianne came on the condition that when the tech said to look away (if there was a chance of seeing the sex) that they would. So we all went and heard a cute little heartbeat, saw cute little hands and feet, skinny legs and arms, ear lobes and even the lips. Pretty cool. So we went and saw but pretty much the only thing we saw is that Ben and I are going to have a healthy boy or girl at the beginning of November. So just think of how fun it will be to be at the hopsital right after I have the baby and Ben come out and announce, "It's a . . . . . " what fun anticipation.
We all have our predictions
Sam thinks it is a girl, or more like she knows its a girl.
Ben is hoping for a boy.
Mason probably wants a boy so he can have a buddy to play cars and balls instead of tea party and dress up.
I will be happy with whichever comes. Just as long as it is healthy and strong.

By the way if you are wondering why Ben didn't come to the ultrasound, he just figures he'd been once before (yes only once I surprised him and went early to find out when I was pregnant with Sam) and since we aren't finding out, he just wanted to know that the baby was fine!