Almost here...

So, I can go on and on with excuses as to why I haven't posted in three weeks (I know all of my adoring fans have been anxiously waiting). I can tell you about having NO INTERNET for those weeks (ouch) and about losing my camera cord... but I'll save my typing fingers!

Anywho, since I had to transfer to a new doc in the last inning of my pregnancy, she wanted to get an ultrasound done right away to check on the bambino.

I, of course, didn't disagree with that.

The little fart wouldn't uncover his face to give us a peek. No matter how much the technician poked and prodded him, he always kept at least one arm draped across it. He's not even born yet and I am already being troubled by his stubbornness!

If you look at this pic (and at the tiny arrow) you can see him holding up three of his chubby little fingers.


See them? I say that he's holding up a "W" for his name that we chose (I'm trying to be all dramatic and not announce it until he's here. Dumb, I know). OP says that it was his way of saying, "I'll see you in three weeks".

Well, kid, your three weeks are almost up.

It's time.

The doctor said that he looks really good, right around 6 lbs (which, by the way, was two weeks ago. Can you say "Big Baby"?) but that his head seems a little on the large size.

"Right across the crown?" I asked.

"Yes...", she was probably marveling at my intelligence, I assume.

"Yeah, that's a family trait. My other three kids have the same shape."

"That must make for fun deliveries, huh?" She laughed.

Hilarious, doctor. Just hilarious.