It was a crazy week last week.
We started back with school (more on that later)
We got our roof replaced - finally (more on that later)
We got are getting the downstairs repainted (more on that later)
And most importantly…we went in for our first ultrasound.
I was a little sad going to the midwife because with all the contractors in the house, Marc wasn’t able to go and that made me a little sad. However, being the awesome Daddy/Husband that he is, he decided to keep Jake and Emma home with him, which made things a whole lot easier for Kaitie, Mandy and I.
I was especially thankful that Jake was staying home, just in case we found out that this new little one was a girl. You see, I’,m not sure if you remember, but their was quite the emotional breakdown when we found out Emma was an Emma. Yep, the little guy had his heart set on having a little brother and was really disappointed.
Thankfully, he has gotten over that little heartbreak and has settled in his role as a big brother to a girl quite nicely, most of the time.
Anyway, back to the ultrasound…
We got called in a little early and planned on calling home and having Daddy and Jake on speakerphone. Wouldn’t you know it - no reception! The girls decided to record it on their cameras and we were told, of course, that recording the ultrasound was against hospital regulations. Darn it!
The ultrasound got underway and it was fantastic. And I must say, I am getting rather good at reading those things! I could easily identify the femur, the bladder, stomach and kidneys and the “parts” 
Hmm, maybe I see a second career in the future… or not.
The baby looked great and was a very active little booger! I was so excited to see the beautiful spine and be able to count all the toes and fingers (well, on the hand and foot he let us see!)
This ultrasound was a little weird for me as it was the first time seeing this baby. I first saw the girls at 12 weeks (and a whole bunch more after that!) With Jake and Emma’s pregnancy we did the first visit scan to check for twins again. This time, we skipped it. I knew it wasn’t twins.
The time came to take a little peak between the legs and it was then that I really wished Marc and Jake had come. I knew right away it was a boy! No hiding that thing 
After the scan, I managed to get a little signal and called Marc. I told him that everything looked great and the baby was doing fantastic! I then told him that we were going to have another son and I could hear him beaming. He put Jake on speaker and we “broke the news” to Jake that he was going to have to share his room. He knew right away what we meant and started whopping and hollering. I don’t think that poor boy could handle any more estrogen in this house. Of course, I’m not sure I can handle any more testosterone!
There is one small problem though. Jake is adamant that the new baby will be in his room from day one. I’ve tried to correct him and well, he ain’t buying it!
That hard headed boy of mine is in for one rude awaking! LITERALLY!
