Hello My Little Pot Roast!

Several weeks ago I signed Ben up for weekly emails tracking the baby's results and some stats. Last week, week 27, reveled that baby James was a 2+ pound pot roast. Finally, man terminology! Something clicked inside of Ben and he got a little image and new nickname for baby Hale. I hope the future emails spark more interest and use more manly terms so that my hubs will be more interested than when he was a papaya or eggplant. BUT I will admit, when they compare him to a watermelon, I will be scared. Very scared.


Today Ben and I went to our 4D ultrasound appointment. We understood that this was for entertainment purposes and it was worth every penny! For 30 minutes, we got to see little James moving around, making faces and just livin' the dream. It was truly amazing to see him, in real time, moving about in my belly. The ultrasound tech commented on how much he was kicking and I can confirm that he really has some legs and knows how to use them. He prefers to kick my right rib cage and lung. His staple position seems to be face down, sideways and facing the right side of my body. I cannot believe this little one is growing inside of me right now:





he kicks with these....






and these...



i think he is praying here...




i don't blame him. i would start early too. :)





The little pot roast has chubby lil cheeks and is estimated at almost 3 pounds. (I have packed on a few more so maybe they are a few shy.) He doesn't have hair yet but when he does I hope it will be blonde, like mine. If anyone takes prayer requests, a healthy, blonde baby for me. Thank you.
There are days when I have these moments. They hit me like a MAC truck. "Whoa! I'm having a baby!".... today was one of those days. I was actually skipping around getting ready. Totally a cloud 9 moment. Morning singing and skipping AND happy pregnancy moments are extremely rare around my house so this should be noted on my calendar immediately. It seems more real now than ever. I cannot wait for him to make his appearance in July.

July, please hurry, please.