Heading into the last stages of pregnancy, I feel this child taking over my body in every way. At my doctor visit today, she said the baby is measuring a little bigger than average - I don't know how big - but I'm willing to bet the baby will be born before March 31st.
Jonathan was born in 2005, which seems like an eternity ago. My Texas baby.
It's a bit of a blur, but I remember his crib in our bedroom (it was a monster of a bedroom) his sleepy first few days, and his newborn dark hair, which you can see turned light after a couple of months.
Apparently, my hair was turning colors, too...
I like how you can see Gregory's pistol in his holster next to me on the couch in that picture. Always good to have a quick-draw McGraw by your side. And, of course, the old stand-by pacifiers that my kids all seemed to love.
If the ultrasound technician was a trained professional and not some newbie, it does appear we are having a girl. Aaron still wants me to keep all the tags on the clothes, just in case.
But you can bet I'm preparing for PINK, honey.