So we have about 4 weeks til our "due date" (which means nothing since babies dont come on their "due date") and still have no names that we really like. I still cant decide which diapers I really want or which would be the cheapest. My rib cage hurts ALL the time. I want to sleep on my belly. I want to color my hair. and I am just so ready to be done being pregnant. And to top it all off I think I will probably go past the "due date" anyway. So just fun, fun, fun.
Then a couple weeks ago I was feeling depressed and nothing made me feel better. I had done all my chores for the day, should have made me feel accomplished, but it didnt. SO I read some of my book boring...Did some crafting....ate some chocolate...still didnt feel better. So I thought if I knew what the baby was and NO ONE else knew, I knew. Then maybe I would feel better. So I went out to the truck to get the envelope...(maybe I should explain this first...)Monique wanted to know what our baby was just for extra stuff and what not. So when we went to the ultrasound at 20 weeks we didn't want to know but we had the doctor put in an envelope what it was for Monique.
SO anyway I go out to the truck and look for the envelope and it says...
Congrats its a baby....you peeker.
So I laugh and think our doctor is so funny...Monique doesn't even know what we are having.
But then I tell Jason my stupid story and he says...No Monique must have done that after she looked at it. So he calls Monique and after talking it over. She had stolen the original and put her funny paper in there. So I laugh some more and think...What a funny day I had, had.