The Belly

Yes, I'm belly obsessed. Frankly it's the one thing that makes this whole "gonna be parents" thing real. Of course, I'm still skeptical about the baby scene. There's too much stuff, too much to think about, not enough common sense. (I have got to stop reading about mommyhood!) And I can't get beyond the week to week belly watch.
I've got another OB appt tomorrow. The monthly pee in a cup, baby heartbeat (gotta remember to bring my recorder for this one), and pow wow with the Dr. Topic of the day: episeotomys and epidurals. Raendi's skipping this on in order to come to the next which will probably be the big ultrasound with pictures of every little detail of the Bean. We are holding steadfast with our veto on learning the sex of the kid. Of course there is the slight chance that we might catch glimpse of something (or not catch glimpse of something) during the US, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. I'm still convinced based on superstitious evidence based off of conception date and gut feeling that it's a girl. But would be happy with a boy too, if only to justify buying one of those pee pee tee pees. More tomorrow if I learn anything new. Till then...