It's a BOY!

We found out today that we are expecting a BOY! We couldn't be more excited. As soon as we saw the "money shot", Jon's face lit up with a huge grin, gave me a high-five, and was ready to get out of the doc's office and tell the world! For the record: he actually skipped out of the office. Baby is healthy, has a HUGE head (go figure, right?) and wasn't shy about showing his manhood. I actually got bumped from 18 weeks to 19 weeks, because he was measuring so big. (He's probably taking a liking to my diet of pizza and butterfinger bars.) Anyway, I'll try to post some U/S pics over the weekend so everyone can see our little one!

Quietness is bliss.

It's Saturday morning. As I sit here on the couch in my Calvin Klein undies drinking a cup of chocolate macadamia nut coffee, I'm realizing a few things. Other than hearing my husband's snoring in the distance and the quiet hum of the refridgerator, my house is blissfully peaceful. Coffee seems to taste better when you have a minute to enjoy it, rather than when I'm flying down the interstate pretending to be a driver in the INDY 500 so that I'm on time for work. The plants in my window seats are basking in the summer sun. What a life- to be able to soak up the sun's rays all day and not have to slap on SPF 4,000 and worry about skin cancer. I observe all of this because I think my "quiet" Saturday mornings are numbered. I may not have the time or patience soon to think about whether the ducks that come to my back deck every morning prefer white bread or whole wheat bread. Or if my landscaping is sufficient enough for them to hide their eggs from predators. Who knows? I'm sure I will discover a whole new meaning to the word "bliss," but today, this morning, it's quietness.

I've been a bad, bad housewife.

So lately there hasn't been a bone in my body that has been motivated to clean. I come home each day, and think about cleaning. I might even think about cleaning while I'm at work. And at the time, it actually sounds good. But when I step foot into the door, it's the last thing I want to do. I might go into the kitchen and put away few dishes. Most days, I'll wipe down the counters. But that's where my energy and stamina come an abrupt halt.
It's been over a week since I've vaccumed. But in my defense, I can let it go that long because we don't have pets. I'm not even sure when the last time was that I actually completed a load of laundry. I seem to like to start loads, and not finish them. My husband complained about not having any clean boxers to wear yesterday and I told him he had two options: 1) Turn your boxers inside out, and wear them again, or 2.) new concept-Do your own load of laundry. He picked the latter. Seems he didn't want to smell funky, and that's understandable.
I on the other hand would rather go buy new underwear before washing a load of them- that's how bad it is. It might be a little early, but I'm really hoping that this nesting/cleaning obsession phase in pregnant women I hear so much about will kick in soon. Because right now, it's a whole lot more fun (and a lot less work!) to look at a dirty pile of laundry than it is to actually do something about it. Hopefully my husband can bear with me a little while longer, because I've been a horrible housewife, but I think I'll pull through.

Cast your vote!

We are down to just a few short weeks until we find out the sex of the baby! I've put a baby poll (on the right) because I'm curious to see what everyone else thinks I'm having. For the record, I am highly leaning toward one way- based off what the doctor thinks, heart rates, and old wives tales. But hey, even I could be wrong (although it's rare when I am- just ask the husband). Anyway, we find out on June 27th- so go ahead, vote! It's far more fun than voting for president.

Chicago adventures!

So this last weekend, we went to Chicago to celebrate our anniversary, and also to attend a wedding (in Indiana). We arrived Thursday and headed straight for the Navy Pier, where we hung out and took and architectural boat tour. We ate at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse that evening (which was EXCELLENT, and pricey). Friday we were able to shop the Magnificent Mile and really take in "Chicago." Chicago is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't have the patience to live there and put up with all the traffic, cabs, honking, etc... Anyway, here are a few pictures of our adventure! (Ok, more than a few.)


Architectural Boat Tour















View from the Navy Pier Carousel



Getting fresh with Lego man.



A "experimental night shot of Chicago- I had the shutter open for 30 seconds!



The wedding we attended was at Turkey Run State Park in Indiana. We had to hike to the ceremony- and it was SO beautiful- one of the coolest weddings I've attended. This is the happy couple (Jon's cousin was the groom)!



Along the way, we were posing for a bunch of pics and taking our sweet time- only to realize upon arriving to the ceremony site that the wedding had already started. We thought we were early but didn't realize Indiana is EASTERN time zone. Oops. Thankfully, we caught most of the ceremony.



The park was so beautiful!

Holy Crap. I am tired.

We just touched down from Chicago a few hours ago and I am so exhausted. The plane ride into Wichita was sweltering hot-- it had to be at least 90 degrees in the plane. Needless to say, I was cranky, and had it not been for the $2.69 lukewarm bottle of water I bought at the airport, I probably would have passed out at 3500 feet.
Anyway, we had a great time and I'll post pictures of our adventures when I dig my camera out of my suitcase. P.S- Tomorrow is our 1 year anniversary- woohoo!