Anticipation

Well, Carly Simon sang about it and I feel like I am living it. I am just wondering who little Baby Azer is and whether to call it "him" or "her." I feel like a 7 year old waiting on Santa to come and bring me my first bicycle, but this will of course be a totally different ride. Adrian is convinced that it is a boy and I am equally convinced that it will be a girl. I don't think either of us will be disappointed but I do think that if Baby Azer is a girl, Adrian will have to think long and hard about karma. (If we have a girl, I almost feel like I should call his old girlfriends and let them know that he is now paying for all of those past transgressions.) I have not had any dreams yet about the sex of the baby but I think its because I am too busy dreaming about other weird events involving childhood friends I have not spoken to or seen in years (so weird, I know, Roland will be happy to know I dreamed all about floating the river and making hamburgers the other day but we were adults pretending to be kids and others joined us but it was people from our church youth group...so weird.) We have a baby girl name picked out but nothing on a boy yet, so I am glad that we will have to make some decisions soon. I am dying to pick out clothes, decorate, and personalize (and monogram, you know how Southerners love to monogram like its our family crest or something) everything for Baby Azer. (Adrian is also excited for tomorrow but its a toss-up between knowing the sex and getting our tax refund, I am going to give him the benefit of the doubt and say he is more excited for the sonogram but.....)

Its funny how so many others around us end up being pregnant as well, sharing this experience with them, and comparing notes. I was afraid that I would be the only one pregnant but it appears everyone loves Thanksgiving as much as I do as well. I am still shocked that Wags is going to be able to hold out until the baby is born to find out, I am just way too excited and could not handle that kind of surprise. I am a planner; I need a plan, back-up plan, worst case scenario, best case scenario, etc. (Thank God for technology, I would not have made it a few decades past.)

I will be sure to post the newest pictures of Baby Azer and reveal our surprise tomorrow (or Saturday depending on how long Amanda can hold out).