Friday, February 6, 2009

Muskrat Love

Don't forget to take part in the Java Giveaway by guessing Matthew's birthday and measurements!!!

I could get used to this adoption thing. My baby was ultrasounded today and I didn't have to drink anything. My bladder was not full to the brim. I did not have to worry about accidentally whizzing all over the technician. I didn't have to go about my day with the top of my pants wet from ultrasound goop. It was a good day.

Of course, there is the little matter of many, many thousands of dollars to put it all into perspective. Thank goodness for my grandparents and their interest free loan!

The gender was closely examined. Apparently there is, "no mistaking that it's a boy." Jennifer called and said, "I have a picture of your son." When Anne from The Organization We're Adopting From called to tell me that Jennifer was going to have an ultrasound and they would confirm that she was, indeed, carrying around a male fetus, I almost shouted, "No, I don't want to know!" But, then I realized that we are completely planning for a boy so, if it happened to be a girl, I'd probably want to know. That and the fact that we just mailed our legal documents stating that the baby would be named Matthew. I wouldn't really want a daughter going through life with that name. But that's how much I love the delivery room surprise at the end of the hideous labor and delivery part*. In this case though, I kind of think that the, Hey, I'm giving you my baby in four weeks part was surprise enough.

You want to know what has a 28 day gestational period? A muskrat. I'm a stinkin' muskrat. Unless, of course, you count the endless months we've been wanting this baby and then, well, I'm more like an elephant.

I'm ready. Muskrat pregnancy and all. I'm ready to hold that sweet little guy and listen to him squeak and smell his newborn scent and adore his itty bitty toes and his teeny fingers. I simply cannot wait...

And I have to say, I feel a nickname coming on. Muskrat Matt. It's certainly better than Garrett the Ferret.

*Again, as I've stated before, my labor was 25 hours long and only 4 hours of it really sucked. And, y'all know I'd do it again in a heart beat. I'd definitely give Jennifer the day off and give birth to Matthew if it was possible.


  1. I like "Muskrat Matt." Then again, I personally think that "Garret the Ferret" has a nice ring to it, so I may not be the best authority on childrens' nicknames. Word verification: Trogol. Can that be a nickname? No? Alright.

  2. Personally I like both of them... I appreciate the rodent theme you're sticking with there. Except I just realized ferrets are not rodents...bummer. (I'm going to leave that in there, just so you can follow my train of thought - I had to look it up because I got confused) Oh well, I still like it. I appreciate the small fury animal theme then.

    On another note, I'm super excited that *Jennifer* called you today to tell you about YOUR baby!!! That's a good sign!

  3. was wondering, as i clicked on your blog just now, if all of a sudden you'd be telling your mom to return all of those boy clothes and stock up on pink things!

    the more i get used to the idea of tristan having a little brother soon, the more excited i get about it being a boy. brothers and sisters can get along and all that, but there's just something about 2 little buddies getting into mischief together. i cannot wait!! it will be fun to "see" garret's reaction through your blog so i may have an idea of what to expect.

  4. Oh come on, you are WAAAAAAAAY cuter than a muskrat. Give yourself some credit.
    I am so excited that in one month you get your baby boy, Matthew. What a blessed woman you are.