Always Something There to Remind Me....

So....remember back when we found out she...

was, well, a she?

It was SUCH an exciting day. As you remember, we went to Build-a-Bear and stuffed...

and gave a "heart"....

...to the bear...

...that would serve as the gender-teller.

All good fun.

But what we didn't anticipate is that this simple stuffed animal would serve to bring us out of the "was that a dream???" fog that we each keep slipping into.

Dad-to-be still hasn't brought the bear up to it's room. It sits on the end table (and often in his lap) as the tangible reminder of what the result of this bump is going to be.

I think we're both still coming to terms with the idea that this is actually going to end up as.a.baby. Woah. So while we try, the way I suppose all first-time expectant parents do, to wrap our minds around this, she sits. There, to remind us.