#4

Do you ever prepare yourself for the worst case scenario?
I'm 5 months pregnant. That's not really what I am talking about, but relevant to what I am talking about.

It's been a rough month and the idea of adding any other children under my care is daunting and scary. I feel seriously behind and incompetent. Gary and I both felt like our family has another boy, so if this growing being was a girl we were going to have to go for #5 at some point. I've never really looked ahead where having children is concerned, it's always been one baby at a time, till this one. So the idea that it might be a girl... and that 5 was destined to happen, I was scared for #4. So I kept telling myself it was a girl. Not that having a girl in itself was a bad thing, it's the only name we have at this point, but that way I could hopefully cope with the idea of 5 kids... at having 4 kids.

So Monday, we went in for a much anticipated ultrasound, other than the ultrasound I had at 6 weeks during my appendectomy I haven't seen this little bean and it's been driving me crazy.

They went straight for the gender and as sure as I was it was a girl (mental issues) I was thrilled to pieces that it was a boy. As with Nev, we'll keep the visual proof to ourselves but here's a few glances we got of the little guy.

Now, mentally I can handle four... maybe.

Olea of course was thrilled because now our family is a pattern: girl, boy, girl, boy.

The nameless little man is due Feb 15, 2011.

However, in the ultrasound they told me a bad thing, they said that he was measuring 8 days early. You don't tell a mother that, you just don't, it's already bad enough that I am anticipating having him 5 days early because my other three were 5-6 days early. Trying not to think of it.... trying.... hard.

So for the record: We are all thrilled, and to all the family we have "hid" the pregnancy from for the past months: I'm sorry. We're mean like that.