Wednesday, March 28, 2012

____ Willis, starting at Center for the Detroit Red Wings

It's boy.  I knew it.  Chris and I had our 20 week check-up last night.  Low and behold.... it's a boy.  I was not shocked at all and I know Chris was over the moon.




We texted our family and friends last night.  Amongst the comments was my Dad's response....."Mom told me about the news.  No goofie names please!"  In Doug Monforton fashion, we will absolutely abide by his guidelines and not name our son Ceiling Fan or Syrup or Speaker-Kitchen.  Don't be shocked if his name appeals to a famous hockey player.

I know nothing about raising kids, let alone a little boy.  I do know however, that I was a kick-ass babysitter to a few boys back in the day.  I excel at the sport of tater tot throwing (while outdoors), any and all recreational sporting events and HATE dresses.  If baby Willis chooses a path more feminine, then so be it.  He will be loved even if he can't skate backwards or pick up ground balls with his long middie stick (lacrosse term for you first timers).

The doctor (during our appointment) addressed some questions I had.  I inquired about the X-Ray machines in the airport, dietary concerns and travel.  He said not to worry about the radiation from the machines because airplanes throw off WAY more radiation.  Great.  In terms of diet, he said to dispell all myths about lunch meat.  (Many OBs recommend avoiding lunch meat due to its contents containing listeria).  Dr Gallo said unless you're buying olive loaf from the back Verhilio's trunk, then its ok to ingest bologne, salami, etc.  Praise the Lord.  (I had a bologne sandwich for breakfast this morning and it was fucking fantastic)  Travel for me will most likely cease around June.  Super pregger chics at the airplane is gross.  Straight up.
Other than that, I'm pumped to start shopping at garage sales for boy clothes.  Additionally, I can start piecing together the nursery.  Currently the "office" is jam packed with misc baby crap (a crib, rocking chair, baby clothes, Muppets) and other junk.  Another room to purge is always exciting.
Below are some nurseries found on the internet that I love:
I'd love to recreate the world from the movie "Hook" however, I don't live on a sound stage and have millions to spend on props.

Why are you worth knowing? We all circle the drain of qualifying our worth/what we are giving back to the universe...…. don't we?  I s...