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So today was THE day. Jim got to sleep in, Jordan and I had to leave earlier than usual, but at 7:20 we were all at the doctor's office waiting patiently for my sonogram. I have been very nervous, mainly because I'm not feeling a whole lot of baby movement. Promptly at 7:30 the nice radiologist ushered us back to the sonogram room and put warm gel on my stomach. And there was our beautiful baby! Jordan was amazed. I was really amazed because it was constantly moving and kicking, and I'm laying there not feeling a darn thing. It only took the radiologist about five minutes before she discovered that we have yet another child that is not bashful. And again, we have a baby girl! Jordan has said all along that she wants a brother, so yesterday I did prepare her that there is a chance that it could be a girl, and I'm sure glad I did. She was so happy that she got to see her baby sister. We watched the heart and saw all the vital organs. She was not shy at all about shoving her feet at the wand so we have the coolest footprint picture. According to today's sonogram, my due date is now February 8, which is fine with me. I'm glad that we have know what "it" is so we can call her by her name. Of course I'm sure Jim and Jordan will continue to call her Peanut, but I'm getting in the habit of calling her Carter. I'm so glad that we stumbled upon that name, sometime ago. I even took Jordan to the store and she picked out Carter's first outfit. She is so proud!

On a humorous note, at my regular appointment on Tuesday, Jordan was with me. She did a great job of sitting quietly and listening to Dr. Adams. However, at the end of the visit she looked over to the counter and said, "Look mommy, an esophagus." Dr. Adams and I both looked (after all I was at the OB) and Dr. Adams quickly said, "Oh yeah, good job." and smiled at me. It was a diagram of a uterus and birth canal.

Tears of joy

I wish I could say that being pregnant causes me to cry at the drop of a hat where Jordan is concerned, but I honestly cannot say that. It is true that the hormones have made me a little more teary eyed at random things, but when it comes to my beautiful girl, I always get choked up. I think it started the first day she went to daycare, she smiled at me for the first time when I dropped her off. Of course I every single first she did made me cry; first day of school (every year!), first friend birthday party (well pretty much every party), first time she played t-ball, you get the idea. Today was no exception. She auditioned for the Nutcracker on Saturday, and results were to be posted today. I wanted so badly for her to get some part, I didn't care what, just something, but of course, I was a good mommy and prepared her that the other girls auditioning had been in dance much longer and if she didn't get a part it would be okay. We wouldl try again next year. So today, as I'm going down the list of parts, my heart is beginning to hurt because I haven't seen her name, then close to the bottom of the list, there it is. Jordan Womak (yes it was misspelled) Angel! I had to suck up my tears really fast as my beautiful daughter showed me that huge, proud smile. Even now as I type this, I get tears in my eyes. I wonder if it will be like this for the one on the way. I hope so. I do enjoy sharing all these wonderful moments in her life. I hope that this is what she looks back on and remembers. Not me griping at her to clean her room, or find her shoes.

School has started!

I feel so behind! I haven't posted anything in forever. I am just so tired once we get home from school that all I want to do is rest. School has started off well for us. Jordan has made several friends, which gives me great relief. The first day of school I took her to the gym and I had to leave. She tried so hard to talk to some of the little girls that were there waiting, but of course they were all friends and she was new. I left with tears in my eyes. All was great by the end of the day though, as she already had a "best friend." I always find it amazing how quickly she makes friends. I know this is actually a blessing. Her teachers all tell me how wonderful she is, which makes me very happy. She keeps all of her talking in until the end of the day, then she has to let it all out! I think the only time she hasn't talked this weekend is when she is asleep!

Enjoy her first day of school pictures, two weeks late!