
So this is our next little peanut. We kind of have a love/hate relationship right now with how sick I am feeling. I actually am happy if I can go two straight hours without feeling like I am going to puke. Last Monday I went to the doctor for our first ultrasound of the new baby. I was a little nervous just because I knew how important it was that we heard a heartbeat. (The risk of miscarriage goes from 80% to 3% once there is a heart beat.) I asked Josh to come and keep an eye on Jackson as I talked to the doctor. He was only able to stay for a little while because he had class, I thought it would all work out because I thought that they would do the ultrasound first. It turned out that he had to leave before the ultrasound. Josh was told that with how sick I am that we are either having twins or a girl. Josh said that he didn't want either. (What a guy, he just wants an entire basketball team.) After Josh left I gave Jackson a bunch of cookies and begged him to behave. (My awesome mothering skills in action.) I had the ultrasound and right away the doctor found a strong heartbeat. Then she tried to measure the baby to find the exact due date because we weren't exactly sure what it was. It was funny because she was having such a hard time measuring the baby because it is so long...we are going to have another tall one!
After I left the doctors with my new due date June 28th, 2009, I texted Josh to let him know all the good news. I wrote, "The babies look good, nice strong heart beats". He then wrote back that I better be kidding about the plural form of baby. I then replied that it was all his fault because his grandma is a twin and that I had nothing to do with this. He then said again that I better be kidding. I finally broke down and wrote, "Don't worry Josh you are still a one hit wonder". ( I don't think he has ever been more relived.) So time will tell if the doctor was right that we were have twins or a girl. Ahhhhh. What would I do with a girl?