Drum Roll Please...

Off to the doctors I went yesterday with my mom. We got there and sat around, like you normally would do at a doctor's office. Please someone, anyone, explain to me why they make you wait soooo long. Why are they always late? What is the point in that? Anyway, we get there and find out I have two appointments. One is an ultrasound and the other is with the special doctor person. Yet, wouldn't you know it both appointments are running late. Silly to think they would do anything on time in the afternoon.

While we are getting the ultra sound down, and taking forever might I add, we are chatting about the baby. And that's when it happens. We find out the gender. It was pretty cool. It's like the baby was listening to me and decided guess what I will let you know, just so you will shut the heck up.

This then leads to amazing text messages. Actually I am pretty sure twenty text messages were sent out one she was doing taking whatever they needed from me.

Next the specialist came in, and told me - much to my relief- that everything looked fine. The baby is growing healthy, though the weight may still be a little low. Seriously though, what did they expect? I throw up almost everything I eat. Of course, I am going to lose weight (and I lost another 2 pounds in 2 weeks) and the baby will be a tad underweight. Yet, I am still working on trying to keep the nutrients in my body.

There is still one concern though, other than the weight issue, and that would be the cramping. I have had bleeding and I am cramping all the time it seems. Along with lots of other issues, all of which go along with someone who is going to have a preterm labor. She told me not to stress about it right now, and that she has a feeling that I will at least make it to 8 months. That makes me feel a little better. At least then the baby will have a chance of being healthy-ish. Obviously, this makes me happy to hear. Though still a little scared, at least I know everything is going well for now.

And the moment you have all been waiting for (or maybe you're not and I'm making it up in my head)... Drum roll please *insert me banging on something obnoxious*

I am having a boy. His name will be Grayson Alexander Martin.

Until next time: Remember to do what makes you happy, and not what makes others happy. Because ultimately only you can make yourself the happiest. =)