Merry Christmas to us!

The day has finally come! Our baby, which has been an "it" its whole life will officially receive a gender on December 22, 2009.

In a gesture of good will, my ob clinic allowed us to schedule the visit before we left for Christmas break on the 23rd. It was a tight fit. We get our ultrasound on the 22nd, but we have our dr's visit in the early morning hours on the 23rd. They couldn't fit the two visits into the same day.
Jon and I both think it's a boy, and we've been unconsciously calling it a "he" for a week or so now. According to Murphy's law, that means it will be a girl. Oh well! Whatever "it" is, we'll be thrilled.

We've also felt our little "it" kicking! In fact, now that I know what to feel for, I'm surprised that I couldn't feel it kicking a long time ago. It kicks a lot and they're pretty strong. Two days ago, it was kicking really hard. I told Jon and he laid his hand on my belly to see if he could feel it. After about 15 minutes, his patience was rewarded because baby laid a solid kick right under his hand. Jon said it felt like a hiccough. He's pretty stoked about it. Most dads don't get to feel baby's kicks for a long time yet.

And, in other news, we officially received travel documents! My self-imposed exile from my motherland will come to an end on December 23rd when I cross the border for the first time in a year and a half! Hurray for spending Christmas with my family whom I haven't seen in a long time! My brother's got all his fat and pregnant jokes primed and ready for the occasion and I'm sure that for every present I receive, I'll get at least two pieces of baby advice, but I'm ready and willing to take it all! I love my family.

P.S. Our blog is now open for everyone to read. This came about in response to my mother's comment that she has never seen our blog because my dad's the only one who can access it, and, judging by his blog, he hasn't been on since...well, probably never! lol Love ya, dad!

Life as usual

I am unashamed to say that life in the Boizelle household is proceeding much the same as usual.

I am still working full time. I got Remembrance Day (Veteran's Day) off work yesterday, which came as a surprise to me. I get very random days off in this job, but since I was able to sleep in, I wasn't complaining. Baby is doing great. I'm still not showing very much yet, although it won't be long. It's becoming more and more difficult to get comfortable at night. Compound that with Jon's late night homework escapades and I'm not getting much sleep. Poor Jon has taken to crashing on the floor in our second bedroom so as not to wake me up at 3 or 4AM. If I catch him doing that during one of my numerous bathroom runs, I make him get into bed to sleep. I can't imagine what will happen when I actually have a huge belly. I'm already sleep-deprived.

Jon's classes have him busy round-the-clock, literally. I wanted him to cuddle with me last night, so we set an alarm for a half hour nap. After the alarm went off five times, I heard him stagger out of bed. Much to my surprise, he woke up back in bed at 1:39AM (and woke me up as well) without a single memory of waking up at 11:00 and leaving the room. He doesn't remember getting up at 1:39AM to work on his homework, so he thinks he might have fallen asleep in his homework chair. We're still not sure which one of us was imagining things last night. Anyway, that's pretty much Jon's life right now. He either stays up really late, or gets up really early to do his homework, works, eats, and sleeps. I know most of you can sympathize! He's very good about coming home for dinner when he can, so that I get to see him at least an hour a day, but I'll be really grateful when grad school is over. Busy season's got nothing on grad school!

P.S. We're still waiting on pics from our neighbor, but when we get them, we'll blog about our Halloween party. It was pretty much awesome.