I hope all of you are sitting down; the shock won't do so much damage. It appears we've done it again. The next Pricelet should be visible to the unaided eye around Christmas. Technically, the due date is January 1, but I've never made it to a due date. Merry Christmas!
Of course, The Boy is pulling for a brother. I understand the theory, but we've prepared him for disappointment in that aspect. God knows better than we do what we need, and if it's another sister for him, that's what we'll get.
I went to the doc today and all is well. She wants me back next Thursday for a confirming ultrasound; I'm cool with that. We'll also get a Level 2 scan around 5 months since I'm 35 (anyone--what does Level 2 mean? is that one of the 4-D ones?).
This feels different than January for a host of reasons, one of which is there's been no spotting. And I'm always hungry. I've never gotten sick (just a little queasy in the mornings with Madeleine), but now I'm the other extreme. I'm like the plant in Little Shop of Horrors, except it's directed at actual food instead of cannibalism. And the girls are tender; that only happened with Madeleine before, I think because I was still nursing one when the next came along.
So that's the big announcement. Yeah, we're excited. As my in-laws said, now we really need to sell this house!