Last week I told the kids to come inside and sit down. I told them I wanted to tell them what Nash was getting for his birthday. They both looked at me like I'd absolutely lost my mind.
I handed them an ultrasound picture and Sam picked it up. She looked at it and then back at me with a somewhat confused look on her face.
Me: "Do you know what that is?"
Sam: "Yeah, it's you in Grandma's belly."
Sam: "Is it me?"
Sam: "Is it Nash?"
Sam: "Is it Caleb?"
Sam: "Well who is it then?"
Me: "Nash is getting a new brother or sister for his birthday!"
Sam: "Oh gross!" and then she tosses the picture at Nash.
Me: "What's gross? It's just a picture?"
Sam: "Oh great. Is that why you've been getting so fat lately?"
Sam: "Oh great. Is it a boy or a girl?"
Me: "Well, we won't know until about Christmas time."
Sam: "Oh great!" and then she gets up and walks away!
So not the reaction I expected from her! She's been asking us 3 times a week since Caleb was born when she could have a sister. I figured she'd be jumping out of her pants at the news (so did Travis). I guess she's resigned herself to the fact that she's getting another brother!
During the whole conversation Samantha & I had Nash just sat there looking at me and then back at Sam and back at me, etc. until we were finished. He didn't say a word. As soon as Sam walked off he jumped down off his bar stool and walked away. I guess he isn't impressed with the idea!
So, now I am 8 weeks and I look like I'm 5 months (pictures soon). My due date is May 15th and Nash's birthday is May 12th. All 3 kids came early and Trav isn't scheduled to be home that week. I'm hoping my Dr. will start me early so Trav can be home.