Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Uh oh. Its getting to that point in my pregnancy, where I have to have my 10th meal in the middle of the night. I woke up around 4:30 for the usual reasons, but couldn't get back to sleep because of the burning and grumblings in my stomach. I waited as long as I could before nudging Christopher and saying in my cutest voice "rice checkies?", which I'm sure is the opposite of what he was hoping to hear. Being the good husband that he is, he went downstairs and got a bowl for me, and then sat up with me while I rambled on and on about wanting to find out the sex of the baby after all. We had been planning on waiting until that moment on the operating table when they hold the baby up over the blue curtain and announce "Its a _____!", but I really don't think I have the patience. Our next ultrasound is in about a month. Do you think I'll give in?
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