Uno, DOS!

We are delighted to share that Owen is going to be a BIG BROTHER!  He obviously has no clue/zero cares about this fact (for now). 

My super pinterest-esque baby announcement to Mark was somewhere along the lines of walking into the room and stating "guess who's knocked up". If you recall from last time, he was super bummed we didn't find out together, so I retook a test for him -- watching him read the instructions and see the two pink lines was pretty darn cute.

eight week ultrasound

The first trimester knocked me da fuq out, and I'm slowly wading my way back to the living. Mercifully, I haven't been as sick as I was with Owen so, miracles do come true, if you just believe. My uterus has impeccable muscle memory, so the maternity clothes have already made their debut -- I went from "she looks a little chubby" to "how many babies are in there?!" with the quickness.  For the record, I am currently gestating one fetus, and I'm due May 2018.

We both really enjoyed the delivery room surprise, so time will only tell if this sweet baby will be a lady or a gentleman. I've already started my previously fruitful daily/hourly prayer for a "good sleeper", in case anyone is curious which way I'm leaning.

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Owen's announcement