I'm quite excited, we have our morphology scan this morning, and we can finally find out if this bub is a boy or a girl. I'll be honest and say I have my heart set on a girl. I've already warned those closest to me that if the scan does reveal another boy, I will be disappointed, I will cry, and I'll need a little while to adjust to the idea that I'll never have a daughter. It doesn't mean that I would love said boy any less, it's just a matter of readjusting how you pictured your life.
When I picture having a family with John and two boys, I feel a little lonely. I remember growing up as one of three girls, and even though we did fight (and still do), we used to have so much fun together. And even though Mum and I didn't get along while I was a teenager, we still had our moments that made it worth it. And we're so close now, I think it makes up for it. I found a picture not long ago of Mum and Kel doing each other's hair, and it made me realise how much I would miss having that "girly" relationship within my own family. I am in many respects the girliest girl, and the thought of having a life revolving around sport, cars, dirt, noise, blue, testosterone, and so forth... it feels lonely.
Having said that, I do actually like some sport, I love how noisy Alex is, and how much fun I have with him, and two such little creatures would still be divine. Who's to say that a "girly" relationship would develop with my daughter? She might hate pink. She might hate ballet. She might hate everything that I love doing. She might never want to get married or have children. In either case, girl or boy, I'll love this child more than anything.
Other interesting happenings... John got a new job! His last day at his present work is next week, the day before Christmas eve, then he has a month off to spend with us, then starting new job late January. His new job has a 40 hour week, with NO OVERTIME, and if he does do any, he actually gets paid for it. And handsomely. Perfect for him. Even now he's winding down at his job, and not having to bring work home every night, and work weekends, he said he's starting to feel the tension dissipate. 'Twill be nice to have a happy non-stressed husband again.
The thing that impresses me about his job hunting is how employable my husband is. His recruitment agent tells him he's one of the most marketable accountants around. And he hasn't even finished studying. Even though he was the last "interviewee" for this job, he still managed to get it, even though it asked for someone with their CA or CPA. He's just so good at his job. It impresses me.
He also managed to pull another distinction out of his ass for his last module for his CPA. He's now halfway through, with no fails. The man's a wonder. This current exam took place while working 60-70 hour weeks, having done a half-assed three days of study, taking care of me with morning sickness, and his toddler. And he still managed to get a distinction.
Should probably try and rest before Alex wakes up...
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