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September 24, 2007
In case you missed my update over here (I’m still snickering to myself over the title of that post, oh ho ho ho ho I kill me), the results from the ultrasound are as follows:
• Everything is normal
• Also, the fetus has a dong
We’re having another boy, and I’m so thrilled and excited and I’m surprised to find that I’m also a little sad over the girl we won’t have, but still: thrilled. Excited. The news is good.
Look, isn’t he adorable?
(Aw, who’s a little Skeletor monkey-head? Why, you are! Yes you are!)
I’m going to be the mother of two little boys, which is sort of amazing and crazy and wonderful. All day I’ve been thinking about how my life has unfurled in the last few years to reveal all these new experiences, and how grateful I am. For everything.
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New post at Milk and Cookies goes up tomorrow (Tuesday) morning, where I recommend popcorn, Brazilian music, and stinky hippie oil. Come visit!
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Little boys just melt my heart. And two?! Double-melt… congratulations! :o)
I had that same feeling of mourning the baby whose gender did not appear. It is like I had TWO babies in my imagination and I had to say goodbye to the one who was not really there. Okay. That was depressing, sorry bout that.
What I meant to say was CONGRATULATIONS! That is a awesome profile shot. He is destined to be a looker! It will be so great to have boys who can grow up to be good friends and good caretakers of their mother! :)
Hey, congratulations! So if this one turns out to be very different from Riley, I’m trying to picture what a “totally trusting” facial expression looks like. :)
Holy cow does he look like Riley.
Girl, you in trouble. And damn you’re have one cute household (of sure-fire trouble).
Congratulations! Vienna Sausage Party – LOL!
As a mama of two little boys- ages 2 and not quite 4, CONGRATULATIONS! It is the best of times and the worst of times. Often within the same hour! But I wouldn’t change a thing for all the money in the world.
I am so happy for you and your beautiful family. And get used to people asking about baby number three! I get asked that A LOT! I’m okay with that, because I DO want to try for a girl!!
I have 2 boys that are close in age (my first two) and they are the best of friends. Two little boys is PERFECT! Congratulations!
Congratulations. de-lurking to let you know how happy I am for you.
I love your blog, BTW.
Jennifer
Good luck with that!
I am alternately excited for you and very.very.scared for you.
Two boys. sheesh. What a riot!
You will never be able to go through the living room without stepping on a lego or a toy car.
BUT, at least you get to use all of those adorable clothes again.
I’m glad to hear I’m not the only one that refers to their child as “Skeletor!” We are not finding out the sex of our baby and while I’m dying for a girl I’m convinced it’s a boy. Glad to hear you like them so much, it gives me hope!
Congrats…..I am so glad I am not the only one that thought my boy looked “skeletor” at 20 weeks!
Congrats!!! I have two boys, two years apart. When I found out my second was a boy, I cried for about five seconds–three tears–because he wasn’t a girl, and then got on with it. Boys are great. They’ll be great friends, hate each other as teenagers, and then be great friends again as adults, and you can buy cute, expensive clothes because they’ll be worn twice!
Congrats!! And since you already have little boy stuff from when Riley was a wee mite, just think of what you’ll save! :)
Congratulations, Linda – I’ve been so swamped at work I’ve been lax in my commenting but I am always lurking and living vicariously through you, of course. I am happy for you and your third weiner in the house – I can’t wait to see him (outside of your body). He’s very handsome already, I think. Enjoy your pregnancy – I am now insanely jealous. Need to get pregnant soon.
Congrats! Two boys are fun, Fun, FUN!
Yay, a boy! How cool, Riley will have a little brother. Also, I’m dying to know, what’re you naming him?
Har! I told you JB’s man seed was way too packed with testosterone and sweaty, bloody, manliness to sire a little girl. No naked barbies strewn about in your future. (or at least not yet) Only guns and swords and creepy little bastards the boys will find outside and bring in to show you. Plenty o’ scars and broken bones and stiches to be had. I’m just throwing this out there, but have you considered Conan or Rambo for names. Just a thought.
based on this wonderful news, i have a book (actually a graphic novel *series*) recommendation for you: Y The Last Man
:-)