It's a Boy!

William Alan was born at 6:31 p.m. Wednesday.
He weighed 6 pounds, 10 ounces and was 20 inches long.
I'll write more once I remember my name!

Another Prediction

Based solely on our baby's heartbeat, my non-stress test nurse is predicting a girl. I think most of the predictions are going that way, but B. and I are leaning toward boy - a hairy 30-inch boy with 8 legs if the heartburn, kicking and squirming are any indication!

Note to Self

I've never been the type of person who can live in the moment. I'm always waiting for the 'next big thing'. For example, in high school, it was football. I'd spend my entire week looking forward to Friday ... and in the process probably missed some cool Tuesdays here and there.

I've been aware of this for a long time, though, and made a conscious effort not to do the same with my pregnancy, i.e. look so forward to 'the big day' that I missed all the milestones along the way.

Now that I'm in the home stretch (41 days to go!), I need to re-remind myself to slow down: enjoy every day, every kick, every pain because it's almost over.

(B., er Santa, brought me the beautiful figurine pictured above. It's a nice reminder of how special these past 8 1/2 months have been.)