Danger! Danger!

I am a week away from the half-way point in this pregnancy and yesterday I had a long ultrasound to check on the development of my baby boy.

It's official. Robbie made a boy. And let me tell you, Robbie could not be happier. His dreams of a brand new playmate have come true. The only thing Robbie is going to have to get a little better at is sharing his toys.

Jackson Danger doesn't even know what he's getting himself into! Two girl cousins are already paving the way and I imagine in a few short years he will be following along in their footsteps at family gatherings - either because they want him to or because he's figured out it annoys them terribly.

The ultrasound revealed a half-pound boy with a strong heart, tiny little hands, skinny little legs and what appears to me Robbie's oval head. Jackson didn't cooperate very well and at first refused to even wake up so the sonographer could get better views. This was even after I had a grande vanilla latte from Starbucks. Apparently, my bladder is a comfy place for this little boy because he was nestled on it and sound asleep. This explained my need for a bathroom break every 10 minutes. Eventually, with some pressure from the ultrasound wand (technical term? hmmm) he started to move around a bit so his pictures could be taken. This experience is truly like no other. A glimpse inside his little world.

I am feeling great and on New Year's day Robbie and I started The List of things to be done before Jackson makes our acquaintance. We rearranged the art room downstairs and are currently in the process of finishing the smaller room in the basement and transforming it into our new office. This will allow us a place to put all of the stuff cluttering Jackson's room in its' own space. Robbie and I joined art spaces and Robbie's already complaining that my side is too messy. It's nice to know he cares. In the meantime, he has five pairs of shoes gathering dust under the coffee table in the living room.

Yesterday brought tremendous news and there was a tinge of sadness for me as I grieved the girl part of the unknown baby dream. Being pregnant and not knowing what I was having meant there was a real possibility for either a boy or a girl...obviously. But what I have found is this became one in the same for me. Jackson or Clementine.....Jackson and Clementine. I forgot that with the news of a definitive answer I would have to let the dream of one of them go. I had no idea I had become so attached! Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled to have a baby boy and realize the dream of having a little girl isn't necessarily over, it's just, these feelings are here and it's important for me to understand them. I guess, in some way, when I say to you, "I was really hoping for a little more pink in my life" I want you to understand too.

So, life as we know it is changing so very rapidly. I have visions of twice the raucous in my home and robots, Transformers and Lego's invading my kitchen floor. The next milestone for this pregnancy, other than getting much bigger, is labor. I am really looking forward to meeting you Jackson Danger.