Looks like we have a little cantaloupe!! Hard to believe that I can grow fruit, huh? :) Well, only a couple more days until we know if it is boy cantaloupe or girl cantaloupe. I have a strong feeling that it is a boy now, and yes I change my mind just about every day. (So if we find out it is a girl, don't tell her that my Dad constantly already says we need to take care of his grandson!!)

One of the reasons I am leaning towards a boy (I know this logic won't make sense to most of you), but I seem to be very emotional with sports. As I posted before, I once cried during the NFL Hall of Fame show. The latest was this last Saturday. Ryan and I were watching ESPN College Game Day and they did a special on Joe Paterno (head coach for Penn State). And all of a sudden as they cue in the music, I just lose it! I immediately start crying and if my husband wasn't sitting there laughing at me, I could have lost ALL control. So there, not even being a Penn State fan, my logic leads to me a boy...well at least for today!

Counting Down the Days...

That's right...only 9 more days until we get to find out if it is a boy or girl! (Feel free to vote as I am sure it will be the most important vote of your life.) We will find out on Halloween. I wonder if we should bring a trick or treat bag to the appointment? I mean, they are going to give us quite the treat!! I am currently 19 weeks along. I seem to change my mind on whether I think it is a boy or girl just about every week. So the plus side is, at least I was right at some time!! Curious how big the baby is...Well, its the size of a mango!! And we are pretty excited about our little mango. So far we haven't felt any kicks. However, there was one night when Ryan was convinced...unfortunately it was just my growling tummy.

I have encountered my first complete stranger belly rub. Just about the most awkward thing. I can still picture him leaning over the table, his giant hand coming towards me, and in his deep slow motion voice saying, "Can I touch your belly?". Ok so it wasn't in slow motion, but it sure felt like it. But I am now getting use to the random tummy rubs and the little grins (or sympathy smiles as I like to call it) as people walk by.