We're Having a . . .

Boy! I admit that at first I was a little disappointed that I wasn't going to get to buy dresses and frilly things, but then I was excited. He's a little wiggler, as the ultrasound technician put it. I could feel him wriggling when she pressed in certain areas. It took her at least twenty minutes to figure out he was a boy! Here's his profile:

He is 16 cm long and a little over a pound. The black dot in the middle is his heart, which we listened to again. He looks so cute and he's growing great. My tummy is too--21 cm. I still feel fat, but I look pregnant now.

In the evening while the boys were at the golf store, I hit up a couple thrift stores and bought six onesies for a grand total of $3.98. My favorite has a dinosaur on it and reads, "Snuggle Saurus, Ferociously Cute." Justin's favorite has a basketball on it and says, "not too little to dribble." I guess baby boy clothes can be cute too!

Boy or Girl?

Tomorrow is the big day. I have been waiting for it forever! I really want to know what the baby is so I can start planning the room and buying cute stuff. I admit I would prefer a girl simply because I want to dress her up in beautiful dresses and bows and get her cute toys and room decorations. I understand girls better, too. I don't know how to raise a boy! Then again, I may have a tomboy, and then I would be in trouble.

Justin wants a boy first to be the big brother in the family. I had two big brothers, and it wasn't always that great! :0) But I understand his reasoning. And of course, he could teach a boy to play sports and to be all manly. I'm ok with having a boy too and taking advantage of the time when he is young to have cute stuff, like a jungle-animal-themed room. And my friend Kara brought up the good point that a boy would save us money because I wouldn't be buying tons of cute stuff like I would for a girl. They're much more low maintenance (not that I would raise a high-maintenance girl).

Either way, I just want a happy, healthy, cute baby to smother in kisses and hugs.

Thanks, Everybody!

I feel so loved by all the responses I got. I realize now I kind of overreacted (blame the pregnancy hormones), yet you all backed me up. Although I am usually not one to milk sympathy via blog pity parties, it was great to know I have so many people supporting me. You guys are amazing, and I am so blessed to have all of you as friends!

In the future, such stupidity will be ignored. It doesn't deserve the attention I gave it. And it reminded me of what's important: that I have awesome friends who care about me and what I write.

First Wacko Response

I was surprised to read a rude, anonymous comment on my movies post a few minutes ago (since deleted, but copied below), especially since none of you other commenters reacted this way although you disagreed.

"You are insane! You don't even give movie a chance! I cannot believe you are so judgmental. What movies do you like? Cinderella? O no, probably not because the girl gives up her life for the guy. Maybe The Princess and the Frog? O no, because the girl turns into an ugly amphibian. Did you want Drew (in the Wedding Singer) to stay with the jerk who was cheating on her? And how can you not like an American Classic like Ferris Bueller?! It blows my mind. Maybe you don't like Breakfast Club either. Or Sixteen Candles. John Hughs movies all have the same basic message. I will hold my tongue for the rest of the classic and amazing movies you completely dissed for no apparent reason. Naive idiot."

I have never received something like that before, not even on my Mormon Light blog, which I would think would inspire more negativity from opposing people. I didn't think someone would find my personal blog so offensive. I am not upset that they disagree; they can have an opinion too. I am upset with their stupidity! This anonymous person, who didn't even have the courage to claim their own words, needs a lesson in logical arguments and respect.

• I'm judgmental because I have a personal opinion? Who says everyone has to like the same movies or like them for the same reasons? Furthermore, I even ended the post apologizing if I offended anyone or their tastes. X is demonstrating the same characteristics they are accusing me of!
• I admit I don't like the story of Cinderella, but not for the reason they suggested: because the girl gives up her life for the guy. Right. I obviously don't believe in that since I got married and started a family instead of serving a mission or studying abroad. I don't like Cinderella because I think she's a wimp: if anyone tried ordering me around like that, I'd slap them upside the head! And in previous posts I shared I liked The Princess and the Frog and saw it twice! And I think frogs are cute (Justin doesn't). Obviously this person doesn't know me or read my blog. Also, I never said a woman should stay with a bad guy. I was simply referring to a general movie plot I don't care for.
• After making fun of my reasons, X claimed I apparently had no reasons! Just because X disagrees with my reasons doesn't mean I didn't have any.

Well, who is the naive idiot now? If you can't respect that other people have opinions different than yours, then grow up! If you can't express your beliefs without being rude or looking stupid, then keep your mouth shut!

p.s. If I receive more comments like this one, I may moderate them or go private.

Fabulous Friends

In a previous post I wrote about new friends I had made. It's only gotten better.

My former visiting teachers were great. Sara made us a full-course dinner one Sunday night out of the blue. And it was delicious! Nikki and I are definitely friends now. Plus, I absolutely adore her baby.

Ashley (VT companion) got me a little Easter basket. It was so cute! I enjoy talking to her. I feel we click in a special way I don't with other women because we are the same age. Yeah, that doesn't really make a huge difference in friendship, but it's nice to have someone else in the same stage of life as I am. My other friends are all older than me. That happens to me often. Like my mom, I get along with older people, because, generally speaking, I act more mature than my age. In fact, the compliment of the year was from Cherise, who thought I was close to her age.

Speaking of Cherise, she is one awesome buddy. She has taken me under her wing as my doula. She invites me over often for company and healthy meals. She takes care of me without babying me, meaning, she pushes me to do what I need to do, as a true friend should. For example, one Sunday she dragged me out of the house for a walk with her and her daughter to their garden. A couple weeks ago, she invited me last minute to attend the temple with her. I almost didn't go; I'm glad I did. Yesterday, we went on a double date to Jamba Juice and then my house for Imaginiff. Our husbands get along great; they are so much alike!

Another sister in the ward told Justin she wanted to get to know me better and gave him her number to give to me. She has a cute baby girl and she makes the best coconut cake! We haven't done anything together yet.

You know, I think the problem is that all of us women are just waiting for someone else to make the first move. We're afraid of rejection and gossip. I wonder how many other women in the ward and neighborhood are sitting at home lonely waiting for a friend to reach out to them. I need to be that friend! I've had enough people reach out to me that it's time for me to spread the sunshine to someone else.