OK, I may have touched on this briefly in an earlier post but the reason I don't have anyone to take my picture is because in November, Kent was deployed. He's in North Carolina working as a respiratory therapist at the hospital at Fort Bragg. In case you have any funny ideas about trying to break in my house I'd like to let you know that if you try it you'll be looking down the business end of a shotgun (I'm not kidding). Anyway. It's been really hard to be apart even though I've had a pretty easy pregnancy. Of course there's the normal chore stuff I wish I had help with but I miss just having him here. When the baby moved for the first time and when I had my ultrasound at 20 weeks he wasn't here. It's sad for me and I know it's sad for him too. He should be able to come home before the baby is born at the end of May and stay for a few weeks. We're going to see each other this weekend and I think he's going to be surprised at how much bigger I am now then I was last time he saw me.
We don't know if we're having a boy or a girl. I decided I didn't want to know and Kent said that he wouldn't be able to keep it a secret. At first I was sure it was a girl but now I sort of think it could go either way. I'm happy with a boy or a girl and I hope it's not asking too much to clearly be one or the other.
