9 Months is a Long Time!

Well, today marks the end of my 6th week of pregnancy. Next week will be my 7th. Naturally that equates in doctor terms as this: I am 6 weeks pregnant today. This also means that my wee one has a long road ahead of him/her. We didn't really anticipate sharing our news for a few more weeks, but hopefully that just means we have more people saying small prayers for our little family. I've learned that my husband- can't keep a secret- he told everyone he works with almost immediately. My mother- also couldn't keep the news to herself. So, I figured- what the heck? If I didn't spill soon- I wouldn't get to tell anyone! We also weren't planning to share too much of this information with Andrew until I was farther along, but since he went to the doctor with me so I could confirm the pregnancy, it wasn't like we could really keep it a secret. Andrew is smart- very smart. His Auntie Lana is pregnant, and so he understands enough that keeping it a secret would have been silly. So, we made him a part of it. He's very excited to be a big brother, but he doesn't really understand why the doctor didn't take the baby out yet. I keep explaining that the baby could fit into his hand right now. "She's just a little dot?" he asks me. That's the other thing, he is convinced this baby is a girl. We've told him several times that it could be a boy, but he doesn't seem to believe this. So far, he's wanted to name him/her Georgie, Jo-Jo, and Lily. Where he got those names is a mystery to us.