It looks like we are in store for another boy.
I know. Let it all sink in for a moment friends. I had too.
So not only do I live (at least sometimes) with a manly Marine and two very active little rough and tumble boys, a third will be making his presence in our house September first. (or so they say.)
The only feminine thing in this house is tampons. Well and me.
No pink for me, only varying shades of blue. And Marine green, we got tons of that around here. The thought of another boy is a tad daunting, do you know how much the fully grown boy around here eats? Thank goodness the Marine Corps takes him off my hands, how in the world will I feed three full grown hims?!
When flyboy finally called last night we had a very meaningful thirty second conversation. I gotta be honest, I was expecting a little more out of it but it was more of a here's what we are having gotta go call. A little anti climatic to be honest.
He called this afternoon and sounds more excited. Thrilled actually, he was rooting for a boy and we are the envy of some of his coworkers with our amazing run of boys. I asked if he said anything to anyone, so far he's kept this pregnancy pretty mum, apparently this was news worth reporting. To everyone.
All we really want is a healthy baby and a healthy pregnancy. Given the past it seems greedy to want much more.
But I am going to have a lot of say over the name....
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