It's the last day of 2008, our final year as a childless couple. Last night, FINALLY, The Husband felt his baby move. I've had that all to myself for a couple of months now, but I'm very happy to share. The little brat has been rather uncooperative in that regard, moving out of the way every time daddy's hand was in the right spot to feel the kicks. It must frustrating to be the dad - he's just as invested in this little creature as I am, but other than painting the nursery and listening to me whine, there's not a whole lot he can do for baby until he/she makes a Grand Entrance.
Speaking of him/her, January 5th! The follow-up ultrasound is January 5th. This kid had better let me see what they are. I could no longer resist the temptation to buy baby clothes, so now this kid is going to be stuck wearing yellow and green for the first few months. That's what they get for being so stubborn!
Farewell, 2008! I can't wait to greet The Parasite in the coming year.
It is January 5th . . . is it pink or is it blue?
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