Knocked Up

Yes, we are having a baby. I know that it's almost impossible to believe that Ken and I have taken the plunge, but we have! Of course, Ken still thinks that what we're getting is a puppy. He'll be shocked after the trip to the hospital.

The first question that everyone asks after finding out that we're having a baby is, "Do you know what it is?" Our answer to that question is, "Nope, we don't know and we aren't going to find out." After people look at us like we're crazy and tell us how we aren't going to be able to plan for the nursery and clothes, they actually get into it a little bit. Everybody has an opinion about the sex of the baby. My sister-in-law, Erin, thinks it's going to be a girl because of how I'm carrying the baby. Aunt Donna thinks it must be a boy because we have had an easier time picking out boy names than girl names. And my good friend Sara plugged my information into a Chinese birth chart and announced that it was definitely a boy. We'll have to wait and see.