(I had to make another post identical to the first post that wasn't showing the pictures for some reason, and it wouldn't let me save my comments... if you've already commented...comment again! Love you!)
Well, we went in for our 18 week ultrasound to make sure everything is checking out okay and we found out what we're having. We were watching TV last nite and saw a show where the expecting couple announced to their family what they were having by way of a cake. Blue cake inside if it was a boy, pink if it was a girl. We liked the idea and decided it would be fun to do it with the local fam. When I told my mom what we were planning on doing, she was a little upset because she wanted to know right away and now she would have to wait until we could get the family together later on that evening to find out. She said, "but I'm the grandma!" That didn't sway us. We banned everyone from the kitchen where Grant and I made the secret cake. Here Grant is frosting his little babycake oh so perfectly.
Here's Oma waiting to cut into the cake (I wanted her to use a knife to make clean edges when she cut in the cake to get a pretty picture but she decided she wanted to use the spatula instead). She is so happy we made her wait!
The babycake was blue!!! (Did I fool you with my pink font?! :) Little baby boy Lippard (pronounced LePard, sounds french but it's english, I realized that this is cause for some confusion even amongst good friends so... a little FYI) will be joining the mix and oh was daddy happy when he heard the news (and I was happy too of course).
Almost everyone guessed it was going to be a boy! How did everyone know but me!? After we cut the cake and started eating it (yes we ate it and yes it was delicious) we watched the ultrasound DVD so everyone could see for themselves the proof that it was a boy (and they spent quite a bit of time in that little area so we're all sure now). It was cool for everyone (especially for the to-be aunts and uncles) to see the baby and see him moving and the heart beating. It just made it real for everyone who hasn't seen the ultrasound yet to know there really is a baby in there! (That fact still amazes me, and I still have a really bad habit of calling him "it", we'll see how long it takes me to get used to saying "him" or "his").
Right after the ultrasound, Grant and I decided we wanted to celebrate. (I'm all about rituals and tradition and we are starting our own now which is exciting :) We went to Target to make our first purchase for the baby, a little onsie. It was hard for me to steer away from the cute baby girl clothes, but I figure my girl shopping will come soon enough and now I'm looking forward to dressing a little man :) Little boys really are darling. My mom was saying how they're so fun because they dress just like men, just smaller sizes. For girls, their attire changes as they get older and become women, but boys, it's all the same! That's going to be fun. Here's his first outfit from mom and dad.
It says Mommy Loves Me on it. It's weird to think that one day a little body will be occupying the space inside the onsie. Everything was perfect with all the measurements and testing that they have done. The baby is still measuring a week big, so he looks 19 weeks but I'm only 18 weeks along. I must be feeding him well :) Everytime I go in, I just want to see that little heart beating, and it was, at a rate of 134 beats a minute. It's such a relief and a blessing to know he's still doing his thing in there.