Sinking In

Well, we've known for about five days about our little girl and I must say, the excitement hasn't waned at all. I'm now getting used to the fact that we actually have seen her and she's really real (although Jason reminded me the other day that my belly wasn't growing at such a rapid pace because his cooking is that good). We've retrained ourselves to refer to "her" instead of "it." I equated it to sort of like when you get engaged and you had to learn to say "fiance" instead of "boyfriend." Now it is so much more fun to talk to the belly since we know who's in there! And Jason can ask what Farley and I want for dinner. (Notice there's another reference to Jason cooking... he's just about our sole sustenance provider these days!)
Now, I'm a pretty realistic person, and I know that a bazillion babies have been born, but I seriously think that the arrival of this baby girl is going to be the most awesome occurence in the history of the planet. I'm just sayin'.

On the to-do front: I still have one million things to do, but I'm actually starting to make headway. I actually got Farley's bedding Monday after the doctor's appointment. (That was the fun hanging out Mom, Dad, Delia and I did... I'm sure shopping at PBKids was the highlight of Dad's year.) I've signed Jason and myself up for the prepared childbirth class (likely to include the scary birthing video, which I have never seen-- probably better not to have seen before we started this little adventure), and I'm doing some pediatrician research. Hopefully we'll go to Atlanta at the end of this month to hit up Ikea for some furniture. I'll be sure to post nursery progress pictures... that is, when we actually start to make progress!

Farley Grace Rother

It's A Girl!

Well, we finally found out and I must say that I'm so excited. There's a little baby girl in Whitney's belly, and from the looks of things, she's already perfect! I was totally surprised, but Jason said he knew all along that it was a girl. So, Jason and I, along with Mom, Dad, and Delia went to the ultrasound this morning. It was amazing all the stuff we could see. She obliged us and moved around a bit and even waved at us for her picture. (tiny, perfect little fingers-- so crazy!)
So, our other big reveal for today is her name: Farley Grace. Well, Miss Farley, we can't wait for you to come meet us, 'cause we can't wait to meet you, too.

Countdown

I can't believe it...one week from today we get to finally find out the sex of what's in Whitney's belly. (third-person reference... obnoxious, I know) This time next week I can be looking at actual decorative items for the baby. Does this mean that the next few days will progress in the pokiest fashion? Probably.
A shout-out to everyone out there who has been sick. I think that everyone I know has suffered through some sort of head/chest/throat thing. I came down with something couple of weeks ago and just finally stopped hacking and coughing a few days back. Let me tell you-- when you're pregnant and not feeling well, the recommended "increased fluids and rest" along with some weak Robitussin does not cut it. No, not at all. I can't say it enough... I. Miss. Nyquil.
Otherwise, not much going on right now... it's like all systems are go for when we can finally find out what we've got in here (pointing to belly). Then, I think the race will be on and we'll go at full speed until the big day.