Ian the Torpedo

No, not that Ian the Torpedo. This one...


The little man has begun to forcefully announce his presence. Julie and I both think she carries him much differently than she carried Jocelyn - her belly seems to shoot straight out with him (hence the torpedo reference), whereas Jocelyn sat much lower. He also seems a lot more active than she was at this stage - when we are hanging out at night I often look over at Julie because I thought I saw her move, but in fact it was just her belly swaying from side to side when he kicks around. We keep thinking that she should be at the stage in the pregnancy where there's no more room for him to shift, but we haven't gotten there yet!

We are both very anxious to meet him. For the last six weeks or so, the nesting has been in full swing - our weekends have been spent preparing his nursery, installing car seats, getting his clothes and supplies set to go, etc. I think we are pretty much set to go. Of course, I thought that with Jocelyn and was later informed that we were much less prepared than I thought. :)

If the doctors have his due date right, he will be here a month from yesterday. I have a hunch he will arrive a few days early and his birthday parties will always have a St. Patrick's Day theme...not a bad thing for a little Irish guy. We shall see!