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Hello, again! It's Nicole.  We are 22 weeks!  We had a doctors appointment on Friday for another ultrasound to look at the baby's heart.  As we were walking down the hall to the ultrasound department you pass the labor and delievery.  Well we passed a new mom, well I think it was a new mom, she was being pushed towards the exit with a carseat on her lap, and as we passed the seat, Jen and I both looked in and saw this little tiny head all bundled up.  I thought I can't wait, then Jen said, "I wonder if we have to provide the hat?  Is that another thing we have to add to the list?"  It was kinda funny, typical Jen, always worring what we have to do. But then, I think that's when it hit me, in a few months that will be Jen and I.  I kinda freaked out a little bit.  This little person it going to depend on us for it's every need.  Not that I didn't know this before, but it just seemed so far off.  But now that we are over half way there, it's kind of slapped me right in the face!  There's so much to do and it's not like I can forget about it because Jen keeps telling me of all the things we need to do.  Who knew that I would be the calm one in this situation and that I'd be reassuring her that everything would be ok. 

So we go in for our ultrasound appointment and I knew from the last one that that baby would resemble a baby and not an alien and that maybe, just maybe I would be able to sneak a peek to see if it is a boy or a girl.  Before the tech could even introduce herself, Jen so RUDELY interrupted and said, "We don't want to know".  Now I'm not hormonal or anything, but I did want to slap her at that point.  Anyway, the tech avoided that area at all costs and in my head I was thinking, "Well, the doctor still has to come in and look, so I still have a chance".  So, the doctor came in and took a look at the heart, the limbs, counted all the fingers and the toes (which, by the way, 10 of each, so we're good to go) and then he said the words, "I have to check between the legs" and before I could strategically position myself away from Jen's reach, she mama slapped me right across the eyes and pretty much embedded my glasses into my skull and said, in her very loving tone, "Don't you dare, Nicole!"  So, a few different times in the appointment, the doctor told us to look away and each time he did, in came Jen's hand for another mama slap.  However, I did some pretty good maneuvering and I am happy to tell everyone it is.......................wait for it................I have no idea.  I couldn't see anything other than Jen's fingerprints on my lenses.  Sorry Julia, I did my best, but I got nothing.  So now we really do have to wait because we won't have anymore ultrasounds unless there is a problem, so we won't be seeing him until his birth day....or her birth day.................or did I see something?  Hmm.........