Baby Kratos

So we were lucky last week. For several reasons and yes I will explain.

1) Baby H has been referred to by a few names depending on who you ask.

1. Baby Kratos (Jer). Kratos? Really? For those of you who are not completely obsessed with the video game God of War...which is most likely all of you except for my husband...here is the one and only Kratos...




2. and...Christopher Rayborn H (my work colleagues...long story but basically if my child is born on June 22nd, I agreed to name my first born after a work colleague. This is when I thought my due date was in July so I agreed thinking there was no chance, but since my date is June 28th I am a bit worried this could be a reality...needless to say, I will cross my legs and wait until 12:01 am on the 23rd if I have to).

2) There was a certain gender I was preferring over the other. If you know me well (or maybe even not that well), you know exactly what I did not want. Yes, I will explain myself further.

But first let me give you this....

My 20 week old belly. (full body shots to come post work trip to Australia and post vacation to Cancun, this girl needs a tan!)

So if you haven't guessed already...It is a boy!!!

Could not have gotten better news! And since my unborn child has been referred to as boy for the last 3 months...now I don't have to correct Jer and tell him to start referring to our child as "Kratess" and for my colleagues as "Christi Rayborn H".

So the pictures from the ultrasound were not very good at all and you can't really see anything so I am not posting them. Luckily, while the ultrasound tech was doing all of her different scans and measurements we were able to see a definitive shot of the reproductive organs.

What made it so difficult to get a good shot later for my picture purposes is that Baby Kratos (yes Jer already has me calling him that) was more interested in grabbing his feet, looking in the opposite direction, waving his hands in front of his face...and by the looks of it, trying to do a back flip. He did not want to give us a good profile shot. And he certainly did not want to let us see his manhood (or should I say his fetal-manhood) again. He just wanted to play. Funny, when we went to pick out our dog, he acted kind of the same way...just wanted to play. (It may be like comparing apples to oranges, but if this kid is even half as well behaved as our dog, I will be a very VERY happy woman...if you have met Ozzy, you know what I am talking about and will agree and also won't be surprised that I am comparing my child to the dog!).

So about this certain gender that I really did not want thing...I will admit it. I did not want a girl. Especially not for my first kid. I am a girl and therefore know how girls are and DO NOT want to deal with them...and I think I am a pretty easy going girl too! Too emotional and too much drama. I was actually nervous all day on Thursday leading up to the ultrasound that they were going to tell me it was a girl and that I would be so very disappointed. Maybe someday my opinion will change...maybe. But until it does, I am very happy with my little boy and would be very happy to have only little boys. Jer on the other hand, would not mind a girl...he came from a family of all boys so never got to experience having a sister...BUT he knows he needs little boys to run around with so he is happy and would be happy with all boys too.