It's Late....

It is almost 11:30 on a Friday night, and I am blogging for the first time. Aaron is working until midnight tonight. That is so late. I am feeling sentimental tonight, but that is probably because its late and my prego hormones are making me think. I am thinking about my best friend. Aaron is my buddy. We have been married over a year now. I occasionally think about what my life would be like if I hadn't married him. And I have decided it would have sucked. He works so hard to make my life easier. He is the best best hug giver (even if he is stingy about when he gives them... just kidding, but seriously). He makes me smile and and he is patient with my wayward brain. He makes me laugh too, which is very important to me. I miss him tonight. He got to go with me to my ultra sound appointment today to find out the sex of our little one, but he or she wasn't in the mood to give us a peek. The ultra sound tech said he thought it was a girl by the fact that he couldn't see any specific parts necessary for a it to be a boy. Aaron and I have both felt that its a girl, but you never know. So from now on until we find out if it is 100% a girl, I am just going to refer to "her" as a "girl". Anyway "she" was curled up in a tiny little ball in on the right side of my uterus. We were both a little bit disappointed to leave without knowing for sure what we are having, but everything looked in place and healthy, which we are thankful for. I am writing this down because the fact that this little one was curled up in a tight little ball, just reminded me of myself. I can get a little "tight" about somethings and Aaron is the best remedy for my "tightness". He helps me see things more clearly and helps me relax. So for the fact that this little one was curled up in a tight little ball makes me feel good that if that is a sign that this kid is like me, "she" will have a great Dad to help her have fun and see things more clearly.