


Yes, I am the weakest link. I caved, but if you were sitting in that sonogram room watching him (giggle, I said "him") wiggle, kick, wave, and swallow, you would've caved too! Okay, maybe not, but I did. I held strong until the last minute, but then I turned to her and said, "Tell me!" It has already helped me, personally, so I'm glad I was weak. Anyway, all of you who knew I would change my mind were right! And in case you were wondering, Daddy is extremely happy! (And so am I if you can't tell from the excessive use of "!")
The sonogram went very well. He measured right on the date and looks healthy. He was VERY active, and the tech had a hard time chasing him around to get measurements. She'd show us the face and then hands and legs would fly into the screen. He's all over the place.
We've got the name picked out: Connor Landry, and as Megan keeps telling people it's "Landry, not laundry!" A side note about Megan: she doesn't know yet. We had names picked out going in there, so that's why she keeps making the laundry comment, but we haven't address the "you're having a brother" issue yet. I'm waiting for Daddy to get home to take care of it. :)