Happy, happy baby

Today was a big day. Today we, once again, spied on the baby. Oliver was amazingly patient during the ultrasound and, unlike the previous times, actually seemed a bit interested. At one point he took a look at the screen and declared that the baby looked happy. He has continued this mantra throughout the day - he'll stop what he's doing, come over to my belly and say "happy baby." I do hope Oliver and the little one are communicating and that the baby is indeed happy.

Oliver did make the correct prediction - we are going to have a little girl!

Seeing the baby and learning the gender has made things much much more real. Until today the baby was pretty abstract. I am just starting to think about maternity clothes, just starting to get a belly, and (with a few exceptions) I've felt wonderful this entire pregnancy - given all of this, it has been pretty easy to forget I am pregnant. Another reason I keep forgetting I am pregnant is this -
Oliver has always had an endless amount of energy, but lately his energy level has increased by leaps and bounds. He has been sleeping - napping and at night - and now has an energy level that is endless times infinity (I can see Davis cringing now as he reads this - however, I declare it a good mathematical concept).


The only thing that appears to slow Oliver down is a double ear infection - he currently has his first and is none to pleased about it. On the positive side, he's been so snugly today - snuggling is rare these days as it is near impossible to get him to slow down long enough for a hug.