1. It's a Boy! Just as 99.8% of us suspected. Why anyone thinks "oh. too bad it's not a girl" is an appropriate response is beyond me, but most people are really excited. I'll confess to breathing a major sigh of relief. Boys I can handle.
2. Our Boy is named, and my Husband is a loudmouth, so keeping it Private is pretty much shot. And by "pretty much" I mean "completely." Since everyone else and their mother knows, I might as well say it here. Our son's name is Aidan Thomas, and if you even *try* coming up with a nickname for Aidan, I will break your face. Clearly his nickname is Hatchy, no matter how horrified this makes Grandma.
I am debating heading over to BRU this weekend to trade in the high chair we have for a 25% off coupon for the high chair we want. We have until Sept 19th to do it, so we'll see.
We are all signed up for every kind of class I can think of needing. We're taking a Infant/Child CPR and First Aid class in September, a breastfeeding class in October (though I doubt it will be as fun as Tom is hoping...), and a 3 week childbirth class in November. Seems early but my doc says I should have it all done by the end of month 7. And I'm a rule-follower. So I'll be done with all of it by 31 weeks.