U- Ultrasound says "IT'S A BOY"!!

So it is official. Our little angel has a pecker! He was quite proud and willing to show it off. (See pic below). We couldn't be any more thrilled. Jeremy and I have always imagined having a little boy, so needless to say I got a little choked up when the sonographer confirmed that "yes, that is a penis you're seeing." We both had a hunch that it was a boy. Before we ever tried to get pregnant, I had a very vivid dream about my baby boy and that's when I knew I was ready for motherhood. So needless to say, I wasn't suprised to see a boy.  Even better news than that though is that the little one is in great shape. His heart, brain, kidneys, spine, limbs, and fingers are all measuring in perfectly. Must be the many gallons of milk that I have been downing. He currently weighs in at 10 ounces, which almost makes up for one of the 12 pounds I have gained. As far as names, right now we are pretty sure it will be Andrew Leyton. We will call him Leyton. Please continue to keep us in your prayers!

p.s. Heather, I'm sorry I didn't produce a little girl for you, but perhaps you and Trey will (hint, hint). Then we can have an arranged marriage. 

T is for There is a picture of me in Halle Berry's house

True Story. So there is a family who Jeremy and I are pretty close to because they have two kids in the youth group. Sherri, the mom, who is the sweetest person ever used to do beauty pageants in her early twenties. Well, she and Halle Berry would always room together at these pageants and they became best friends. They are actually still great friends. Halle was texting her from the hospital when she was in labor with her little girl recently. Tight? I think so.

A few months ago, Ms. Sherri told Halle that Liam and Shelby (the kids) were going to be going on a youth trip with their church to Jamaica. Shortly after, the youth group got a check for $2,000 for the trip. Well, as if that weren't cool enough, Ms. Sherri told me that she had sent Halle a letter and enclosed a framed picture of Me and Jeremy with Liam and Shelby at a birthday party. She explained who Jeremy was and blah blah (I'm sure my name was briefly mentioned) Now, whether that picture is in a drawer at Halle's mansion I don't know. But I choose to believe that it is displayed nicely on the mantle somewhere. 

In other news, here is the latest "bump" pic taken two weeks ago. We find out the gender on Tuesday!! I really hope it cooperates and doesn't cross its legs. I will probably drink some Sprite beforehand so it will be active. I have also been feeling it move around quite a bit which is exciting. It feels like a muscle twitch, but better.

S is for STUPID Bachelorette

I should really know better than to get hooked on these shows, but since there is really nothing good on T.V. in the summer, Jeremy and I thought it would be nice to have a weekly show to watch. Thus, we picked none other than ABC'S "The Bachelorette". DeAnna was off to a pretty good start and I thought she had made some good choices, although I never thought snowboarder Jesse would make it through the first night. But he kept making it through all the way to the finale. I thought FOR sure she would pick Jason (who is a stellar guy). He was soo much more her type and and he was so sweet and perfect. Even her family liked him better. BUT NO, she chose to marry snowboarder Jesse. I mean, he wasn't even all that cute. And all he says is "Rad." I thought that word left in '85. Why Deanna? Why? 

R is for Reality TV Stars...Almost

Well, we have officially signed a contract for a townhouse! We are supposed to close at the end of August/early September. So earlier this week when we were signing our life away, our realtor got a phone call from HGTV. Jeremy and I have become big HGTV nerds since we have been scoping out the housing market. Our favorite show is "Property Virgins." Anyhow, apparently our realtor, David, had filmed some episodes for "House Hunters" which will air sometime later this month. They were asking him to film more episodes and he asked us if we would be interested in being on "House Hunters." I'm pretty sure he was kidding because he surely has much more interesting clients than Jeremy,myself, and our townhome. I was a little cautious because I could just imagine how embarrassed I would be later when the show aired and my accent was in full force. I would sound like one of those people they put on the news with the rollers in her hair and talking about how big the tornado was as a cow passes in the background. I think I would let Jeremy do all of the talking. But we haven't heard anything else from our realtor about our possible 15 minutes of HGTV fame. Oh well. Maybe in another lifetime we will be stars.

Q is for the Quest

Well it has been a busy weekend to say the least. House hunting is not all it is cracked up to be. We have been scouting out places on the internet since January just to get an idea of what we can get for our money. Recently we started scoping out some townhomes about half a mile from where we are now. We really really really liked them, the amenities that come with them, and the location. But we wanted to scope out some single family homes as well. So Friday we went with our realtor and looked at about 5-6 houses. The first two were going to be big time fixer uppers, something we are not going to have the time and energy for with a newborn until maybe next summer. So those were out. We did however find two that we really liked. One we really fell in love with. I loved the colors, the lighting fixtures, the kitchen, the bathroom, and the nursery. The problem? It is a short sale (pre-foreclosure) which means even if we were to put in an offer, we would have to wait at least 30 days to hear from the bank. And even then, we could be starting from square one. The other one we liked was in an area we weren't familiar with, but it seemed pretty decent. It had nice hardwood floors and a pool, but the taxes were $ 

4,500. Um, yeah. 

So after my nervous breakdown (poor Jeremy) and stress and research, I think we made a breakthrough today. We went back to the townhomes we fell in love with and met with the guy about pricing options and such. After we left there, we made a list of pros and cons between the townhome and a single family home. There were 20 pros to the townhome and 8 pros to the single family. Some of the pros of the townhome include the fact that it is brand spanking new so we get to pick out our tile, paint colors, cabinet colors, appliances, and granite colors. It also it going to have a nice community pool and recreation area (for those of you who know me, know that a pool is a big deal. I also want to teach my child to swim and be comfortable around the water at a young age.) It is in our prime choice of location.  And it comes with all appliances. With a house we would have to buy a fridge, washer, and dryer which would be a fast $2000. We are also happy with the size. It has 1800 living square feet. 2434 if you include, courtyard, garage, and such. SO hopefully this will work out for us. He has 3 models that will be available for our September time frame, so we are hoping to get the ball rolling this week and hope that they haven't sold any of them. I think I shall have a glass of sparkling grape juice now!

P is for Pregnancy Update

We went in today for my 16 week check-up and everything is progressing normally. It makes it a little more real when you have to fill our paperwork about whether or not you want an epidural. The baby's heartbeat was strong- it sounded like galloping horses. The doc said it sounds like its moving around alot! We FINALLY get to find out the sex of the baby on July 22. I cannot wait. It doesn't matter to us either way, but I am dying to know. I am a planner and I have to map out nursery colors and all that fun stuff. 

I am also getting quite large. I am officially in maternity clothes, which I LOVE. I think I will wear them for the rest of my life. Below is a pic of my baby bump at 15 weeks. (I am really poking it out there for dramatic effect, however, it is getting larger by the day )

O is for "Oh my Gosh" Nan's first celebrity encounter

Let me set the scene: 5:00 Thursday afternoon, Publix grocery store across from the church. Me, looking rather frumpy in my big maternity pants, going in for milk and some other items. I am standing in the checkout line and as I am eyeing the candy bars and gum I look out of the corner of my eye and see none other than Tiger Woods. Not kidding.  He was 30 inches from me. His groceries were on the check out belt right behind my groceries with only a plastic bar separating them. I immediately get nervous and I can't stop looking, although I am trying to act inconspicuous and non chalant.  I think I started to sweat a little. I mean this guy is in the Gillette commercials and was just on the yahoo homepage. Even the check-out lady did a double take. For those who are dying to know he was buying two bags of  Dole pre-packaged salad and two containers of coffee creamer (one original, one french vanilla). He was donning a tight red nike workout shirt, backwards baseball cap, sunglasses, windpants, and some kickin' tennis shoes. Looking very similar to the above photo (minus the flexing).  I tried to check out his knee injury, but he was wearing loose pants. He was also talking on his cell phone the whole time. I wonder who he was talking to. 

Anyhow, as I was getting in my car calling Jeremy to rub it in his face I see Tiger getting in his black Escalade and he is right behind me as I leave to go home. I should have slammed on my brakes so he would have rear ended me. He then would have maybe bought me a new car and perhaps something for the baby. But oh well. I am so excited to finally have a celebrity siting after being in Orlando for two years! I was beginning to think it would never happen.