Well, the verdict is in and baby Walter is a boy! We found out Friday after waiting through a 30 minute ultrasound that we were going to have a boy. Neither of us were totally surprised. She asked what names we had picked out and if we had any guesses ourselves. We both had a hunch from the very beginning but when the nurse said, "meet Mr. Michael" we were so excited. I laughed and cried at the same time. Michael Steven Walter will be here in late January. Michael is Christian's grandfather's middle name and Steven is the name of my brother, uncle and great uncle. We are halfway through the pregnancy and January can't get here soon enough!
Now we are really getting antsy. The nursery is mostly done and we have most of the big ticket items. We suffered through the process of registering this afternoon and after 3 hours of it had to call it a day. How anyone enjoys this stuff is beyond me? It was pretty trying on us both and it got pretty miserable being on our feet for so long until we got to the glider section where we helped ourselves to a little rest and relaxation. I told the lady at the registry help desk if they really wanted to keep people in there comfortable and shopping for hours they should put out food sample people like they do at warehouse stores. This would keep moms-to-be and dads-to-be happy! At least do it on weekends?
I was pleasantly surprised to see several cute little boy outfits. Everyone knows cute girl stuff completely outnumbers cute boy stuff. Michael will be making his appearance during the coldest time of year so I was happy to see lots of cute and comfortable warm-up suits and jackets. I have never liked character clothes and I am doing my best to make sure they don't make it into my son's closet. I don't mind if my 4 or 5 year old wants a "Go Diego, Go" or "Bob the Builder" shirt, but why I would put it on my child when he could care less I don't know? Imagine he looks back at pictures and asks if he liked "Bob the Builder" at that age and I have to say, "I don't know. You were 4 months old." I would rather say, "oh my goodness, yes, I couldn't get it off of you!" I don't like when grown ups wear that stuff either. I never understand what I am looking at when I see adults in shirts with Tinker Bell or Bugs Bunny? Who does that? Who walks into a store and sees a Tinker Bell shirt and thinks "I have to have that"? I don't like "baby saying" shirts either like "Party at my crib, bring your own bottle" or "If you can smell me, change me." I don't mind words or phrases but those stupid baby sayings are not my thing.
Well, that's the update. Happy September to all!
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