Tomorrow is the big day!

I doubt I will sleep a wink tonight.

Our appointment is not until 1:00pm tomorrow.

You know the day will creep by.

And I can not wait... I am overwhelmed with excitement!

I **still** can not decide if this is a boy or a girl.

But in hours... literally hours, we will know!!

Holy guacamole.

(speaking of, I could sure use a bowl right now!  ;)

Yesterday, I told Lance this baby was 100% female.

Today I am certain it is a brother.

Lance holds firm.

"Its a boy."

On the days I agree with him, it is for these reasons:

• This pregnancy, like Maddox's, has been easy.  Super easy.
• I still do not have a significant bump.  Actually, I look rather un-pregnant, for the most part.  Occasionally I get my feelings hurt when people point this out a lot, but I looked back at old pics and I looked the same with Maddox at this point.
• I'm constipated again.  (but not near to the degree I was with Maddox)
• Over-all I am happy and blissful, just like Maddox's pregnancy.

On the days I disagree, it is for these reasons that differed from my pregnancy with Maddox:

• I had nausea my first trimester. (something I never experienced with Maddox)
• My hair is flat, straight, and life-less.  With Maddox, it grew-- and was somewhat thick. (for me)
• I rarely cry this pregnancy, but I get pissed-off a lot.
• I. can. not. stop. eating. (with Maddox, Lance had to make me eat sometimes, I didn't have this appetite until I started nursing)
• My belly is furry.  I've never had much hair anywhere.
• I don't worry and stress about every single thing, or come in with lists of questions for Dr Deem.  My mind is rather calm this go-around.

I think there are definite pros to both sides:

• BOY:
• I still have all of Maddox's clothes, pjs, boy toys, etc.
• If this is a boy, I know Lance will not try and tell me are done having babies.
• All of my friends who have one of each, say that boys have a special bond with their mommas.  And since I have nothing to measure against, at this point- I agree.  Boys love their mommas!
• Boys are cheaper.
• You get the better end of the deal when it comes time for their wedding.
• You don't have to worry about a boy getting pregnant.
• Their teenage years, are typically easier.
• GIRL:
• Rhinestones, glitter, toile, and BOWS.
• A shopping and mani/pedi partner for life.
• It would make us a completely equal, and possibly complete, family.
• Girls tend to be daddy's girls.  And I yearn for Lance to have that.
• Shopping for girl stuff is just more fun.
• I want to be able to see my daughter become a mother one day.  When she is old. :)
• Though girls usually make their mother's life difficult the first, um, 20 years-- they (or at least me and my mom) become best friends from there on.

Though the sex of the baby will be the most interesting topic of the day, as a nurse-- I also know that this sono is also the one where we look at the heart, brain, belly, etc... and most likely the visit where any issues are found, if they are there.

I feel like this baby is completely perfect and healthy, just like its sweet big brother was-- but prayers are always appreciated.

Lets also hope that all of this:

Doesn't cause me to get my hand slapped!
This may be the visit where I gain 8 pounds.
(I had 2 of those visits during Maddox's pregnancy.)

So tomorrow is the big day

That's really all that I had to say.

This time tomorrow we will know what we're having.

Wooo Hooo!!

Off to bed I go!

Here's a couple of picture of my baby boy-- just because I love him:

Chuck E Cheese

My sister-in-law, Jenn, kept Maddox for us when we went to the wedding this Friday night.
It was a bumpy time getting Maddox to Gardner. 
Maddox had been asleep maybe 5 minutes when it was time to move him to G's truck, in a 30 degree tsunami and he went nuts (to say the least)!!  I felt so bad leaving him that way.  (mostly for Gardner's sake...) I knew Maddox would be on cloud 9 when he got to his cousins-- but G had to ride in misery for another 15 miles!!
He said he just turned up the radio and he finally calmed and then crashed again.
But only for a few minutes and they were home.
And the fit started again.
I hate that he was so difficult for him, but I am grateful that he was so patient too.
I guess being the daddy of 2 other kiddos helped!!

I was so thankful that Jenn was able to keep him because I am still pretty paranoid about leaving him places.  (hence the fact that he has only stayed over night from me a handful of times.-- and only with my mom or Aunt Jenn)  So I didn't have to worry about him all night... I knew he was in good hands!

*****
Saturday was Dane's birthday party at Chuck E Cheese in Denton.
I came straight from Dallas to meet them there.
It made me laugh when Jenn told me that Maddox yelled "Chuck E Cheese!!" as they pulled into the parking lot, because this was only his 2nd time to visit.  (and the first he was a tiny baby-- he stayed in an infant seat the entire time!)
Apparently, they have great advertising!

I told Jenn, I do not think I would ever take Maddox just for recreation... He's 2.  It is chaotic.  And flu waiting to happen!!
Maybe that makes me an un-cool mom... or maybe it just makes my child a healthy boy... But it was a nice treat for my boody bear-- and a perfect party for Dane-Dane and his friends!

I was so tired from the wedding and my legs felt like they had been through a meat grinder, so I hated walking around chasing him....  but I think he was a good boy, over all. 
Honestly, I would have let him be a little more independent, but I felt pressure from another mom to umbrella him more than I was... so I did my best!
I love the security system that they have in place now, where you have to have a matching stamp to your child before you can get out the door.

Dane's party was a success, he kept a grin on from ear to ear-- and Jenn had no clean up!! 
The kids had a great time,
 and I think Dane got some nice stuff.
All in all, I'd say it was a win!
Maybe we will go back for Maddox's 6th birthday!!  ;)

Williams wedding

Friday night we went to some of our favorite people's wedding in Downtown Dallas.
We checked in at the Magnolia to get ready and the boys went and had a drink.
We had to be 4 blocks at 7:00pm and at 6:59, we were still waiting on the bus.
The bus that we realized wasn't coming.
So, hectically, we and everyone else staying at the Magnolia (at least 30 others) started scattering trying to get to the Old Red Museum.
We got 1/2 a block and I decided I was taking a taxi... it was totally worth my $20.  Promise.
We had an AMAZING time.
Stephanie was a gorgeous bride!!

For food, they had a meat carving station, a potato station, a salad station, and a pasta station.  It was all wonderful.  ...Good enough to eat seconds actually ;) --Actually I prefer to call it feeding me... and then feeding my baby.
Lisa (remember the cake lady) made her cake... and it was yummmmmo.... and beautiful!
And drinks... they had plenty of that too.
I just brought my tiny (and crappy) point-and-shoot camera-- but I took a few pics from the night!

Now on to the dancing....
This is where my night went wrong.
Way wrong.
Remember I was sober.
And I am 5 months pregnant.
However, I didn't let that stop me from cutting a rug.
And I'm not talking about the 'Feet don't Touch the Ground' and 'Empty Glass' gig, the 2 slow songs me and my husband danced too...
I'm talking about me and this guy:

And all of this:

Here are a few videos:

However, I am still paying the price for all of that jamming.
My leg cramps are unreal.
Why couldn't I just bob and sway to the music...
Did I really need to bump and grind this pregnant body?!
I mean seriously?
I had to take Tylenol PM just to be able to sleep through the pain last night.
It was nuts!
But fun!
We had such a great time... and didn't roll back into our room until 3:00am!
I was back up before 8:00, soaking in a hot tub of water.  :(

 

Things got a little out of hand of course...

Eric got cut off at the bar.

Drunk girl fell down a few times, but made my night in entertainment.

Lance rapped some Vanilla ice.

And somehow talked a grown man to take his shirt off in the photo booth.

And him and Zack took pictures with a bus boy who didn't speak a lick of English.

Kaleb posed as a bar tender.

We licked the ice sculpture.

And laughed until we cried.

We rarely, if ever, have nights like this... but we had such a great time.

I wish I could find the cord to my printer so I could scan in our photo booth pics...

Some of them were actually really good.

I thought it was an awesome idea!

(If I find the cord, I'll scan them in.)