I ventured out for Amarillo around 7:30 this morning. I didn't know how the roads would be after all the snow and ice, but luckily they were great! Once I got to Amarillo that was a different story! Roads were horrible and drivers were even worse. I made a destination road map in my head and didn't vear from it...no back tracking for me!
The doctor picked up little Cal's (that story will come in a bit) heartbeat at 165 beats per minute, but would lose it, then find it again, then lose it...needless to say I have one busy baby in my belly that moves a lot! Everything looked great and in 4 weeks...March 1.....we venture back amongst the crazy drivers of Amarillo to find out if Rhett will be a big brother to a sister or brother! I would like to think a girl would be great in our family, but then again I am familiar with boys...but a healthy baby is all I pray for really! I am still seven pounds negative in weight from my first visit because of being sick but I have a feeling that will catch up with me sooner than later!
The Story of Cal-
When I told Rhett that I was pregnant he didn't quite have the reaction I had hoped for. He cried, got mad and told me that he wasn't going to be able to sleep at night because the baby was going to "Cry A Lot"....Cal! That story circulated to my family and of course Dad decided (I think it was Dad!) to start referring to he/she as this nickname. Rhett was nicknamed the "Fetus" while I was pregnant so I guess something original doesn't hurt!
I am glad to be home though....where the heat is....because after all, it isn't quite summer yet and it is still a little chilly out there. Now wait for the summer blogs....8 and 9 months pregnant.....I will be wishing it were winter with pretty snow on the ground!
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