Lost and Found

I lost my debit card this weekend and it's driving me nuts because I remember the last place I had it, no one has stolen it and charged up my account, so I know I have it somewhere. I only own one car, two purses, and live in a one bedroom apartment so there aren't too many places it could hide. It's a wonder how I manage to lose anything at all!

A couple months ago I lost my cell phone case. Not my cell phone, just the case. I looked everywhere for it and never did find it. I gave in and bought a new case, fully expecting the old one to turn up the moment I did, but it never did turn up. So after nearly a week of looking for my debit card, I gave in and reported it lost. Wherever they ran off to, I hope my cell phone case and debit card are happy together.

As for the "found" portion of my blog, I found out on Monday if I am having a boy or a girl! However, I am not revealing the answer until during and after my half way party tomorrow. It's amazing how much more real this little one has become just knowing if IT is a HE or a SHE. Art got to watch the baby swimming around on the ultrasound for the first time since our very first ultrasound at 6 weeks. All it was back then was a tiny bean with a blinking heart and this time it looked like an actual baby with appendages. Art was absolutely amazed. He said, "It actually moves in there!?" Even though I had explained to him many times that the baby moves and floats, it wasn't until that moment that it became real to him.

Our naming conversations have been able to progress with surprisingly few arguments, which has been nice. I think since Art has witnessed the baby "doing a jig", waving, and kicking around, he has a better understanding of exactly what preoccupies my thoughts and changes everything about me, and that understanding is changing him.

People say, "Nothing will ever be the same after you have a baby."

I say, "Bring it on."