The Best Four-Month Blog Lapse Excuse EVER

Hello Friends,

So I noticed on a friend's blog a list of blogs she tracks and when they've posted last. The list was something like this:
Family is the Best
3 days ago

Happy Family
2 days ago

Family Love
4 days ago

Happiness is Family
14 hours ago

Families Can be Together Forever
2 seconds ago

Steve and Emilee
4 months ago

I noticed two things that seem to be a trend: Mormon friends' families are awfully happy, and I am a failure at keeping my blog updated like they do.

Well, I offer you The Best Four-Month Blog Lapse Excuse Ever: I have been pregnant for 4 months! AND....it's a BOY! (Now I know that would have been a lot more fun to keep everyone guessing had I posted something eons earlier like, "Girl or Boy, Place your bets 3 months ahead!" and then, "Girl or Boy, Place you bets, 1.2 Months ahead!" and then, "Girl or Boy, We are at the Dr.'s Office Right NOW, so you better guess already!" But this way, you are spared all that torment and you already know. Wasn't that easier?

(The truth: Just trying to feel better about my lame procrastinating.)

And more truth: Being pregnant makes me feel pretty unmotivated--which is pretty embarrassing to admit out loud, when all my friends use words like "nesting", "nursery projects", and "compulsive cleaning!" (Yes, I've heard all three from very productive pregnant friends.) So I keep thinking that I'll hit this phase......................................nope not yet....................................................................................aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand....................how 'bout now?...............................................................................nope, still not. So, I'll let you know. Maybe. If I'm feeling motivated. You see this vicious cycle?

So while I'm here, I'll mention some fun facts about the last four months.

I felt baby boy kick me for sure the first time on October 23th, at 1:15 pm.

The very next week, we had our ultrasound where we found out he was a boy, to which we were both fairly shocked about. We had been thinking we were having the first Warne girl in the second generation of Steve's family. But, even more shocked were we, and not to mention the Doctor, to notice how obvious it was that he was a boy! ;)

When we were to go in to the ultrasound specialist, no joke: she told us she had a concert to go to that night and couldn't fit us in due to some botched scheduling. She asked, after we had told absolutely EVERYONE that we would know the gender that day, if we could reschedule for a WEEK later. Our response: Me: Almost crying. Steve: "Uhhhh...." and then altogether: "Umm, no, I think we really need to do this TODAY." Thankfully, the doctor came in and slapped her around a little so she timidly said she would go ahead with the ultrasound that day. Good thing, or patients in the waiting room may have seen a very ugly melt-down.

We have no boy names. The front runner was really a joke that I keep telling Steve will never actually happen, and that is: Don Carlos. Yes, Don Carlos Warne. You see? We got nothin'!

And if anyone is concerned about how the Fur Children (Smingers and Smokey Bones) are taking the changes, they have NO idea what's coming and how much less attention they're about to get! In another 4 months, I'll be picking up some cat Zoloft at the pharmacy.

Just think, if I don't write for 4 more months, I could be putting up baby pictures next blog! ;)