Believe me, no one is more surprised than myself that I've already passed the halfway point in this pregnancy. Wahoo! It finally feels like speed is picking up (why did the first trimester feel sooo long? And now that whole sicky-time feels like forever ago?).
We had the gender ultrasound a few weeks ago, and I stuck to my guns. The tech turned the screen off during any shots that would have revealed anything:) And she let me know that since I didn't want to know the gender, then no one would know -she didn't write it down anywhere so that there's no worry of the doctor or a nurse accidentally letting the surprise slip. ...So there's no going back now (unless of course I wanted to schedule another ultrasound, but I don't see that happening).
Mostly just feeling lots of tiny kicks and fitting into less and less outfits now. Oh yeah, and I literally cried from happiness when I finally made it out of an hour and a half long traffic jam on the freeway Friday night (only going the distance of one mile in that whole hour and a half!!!) So, hormones are working just fine.
Fox went to his second week of nursery on Sunday. He's rocking it. One of my new favorite parts of church now is peeking through the little window in the nursery door and seeing Fox sitting at the tiny table eating snacks with the other 18-month-olds. Technically, Fox has a couple more weeks before hitting 18 months, but Fox's nursery leaders are good friends of ours, and Fox knows them well, so we went ahead and tried it out. I'm so glad it's going so well:)