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Baby Sully - 16 weeks


I haven't abandoned my blog. Quite the opposite. I'd go to it everyday, start typing and very quickly realize that the only thing I want to write about wasn't public knowledge yet. This weekend, though, we came out.

There's an alien growing inside me. Weird.

There were four phone calls we had to make before we could officially shout it from the rooftops. My mom - who screamed, then cried. Shelley - who promptly asked "how many babies" were inside me because she has been praying for twins. My Grammy - who actually first heard it from my mom. She screamed too. And Chris - who said "That's huge!!"

I think he hit the nail on the head. With this kid, I become a Mommy, Matt a Daddy, Debbie and Shelley are Grandmas, and Chris and Mel are Uncle and Auntie. Whoa.

I plan to use this blog to keep you all in the loop. Everything from names we're thinking of, nursery pics, ultrasound pics and, of course, my slow transition to "Supersize Nessa." I hope you're as excited as we are. We're in for a hell of a year!!

(P.S. If you're looking at the ultrasound up top and going "What am I looking at?" Maybe this'll help. It's like a Magic Eye. lol Baby is laying with "his" head to the right. "He" has his little arms up next to his face. Under that is the lil' belly with "his" knees pulled up.)

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  1. Anonymous2/15/2010

    i am so happy for you two!! we will be there if you need us at any time, just let us know :> can't wait to see that little one!!

    mel

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