Can I please have my belly smeared with goo already?
Monday is going to be our sonogram. Mr. Blogarella will inspect the screen throughly if its a boy stating that if he sees a particularly large “unit” he can officially say “thats my boy!” Me, I’ll just be hoping the kid isn’t developed enough to give me the finger - I have a feeling its on to me and knows that its not going to get a teet full of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee when it makes its big escape. Anybody know where I can get some iron pasties to protect myself?
Heather said,
May 4, 2008 at 5:37 am
I can hardly wait to find out what you’re having!!
Tami said,
May 5, 2008 at 5:34 am
I can’t wait to hear! I might be hounding you. You better come on MSN to tell me!
I remember finding out about J.T. At first she wasn’t sure he was in a good position to see. And I was even starting to think that we might not be able to that day at all and then all of a sudden she exclaims “Oh!” and before she said anything, I knew it was a boy! Only a penis could get a response like that!!