I'm Getting Beat Up Inside

Well, it is official ... I have a real, living being inside of me. I have thought that I have felt some movement for the last couple of weeks, but never having anything living inside of me before, I wasn't sure.

Last night, the kid was bouncing all over the place. It probably went on for about 10 minutes. Crazy! Amazing! It is simply impossible to put into words.

Wednesday is our ultrasound. Hopefully, the little tyke will co-operate and we will know if we need to go with blue or pink. My hunch is blue.

Otherwise, I am over my bought of depression over not fitting into any of my clothes. Spending hundreds of dollars is an amazing cure. The thing I really like is I have yet to buy maternity pants. Something about that big elastic black band that all maternity pants seem to have just puts me over the edge. It just screams "I am no longer able to be sexy", and is one step closer to mom jeans. I am not ready to go there yet. Thank goodness for low-rider pants.

Also, our best friends from Missouri are coming out Friday and staying until next Tuesday. It will be great to see them and show them our new house.