And Now The Moment You've All Been Waiting For...

(or maybe that was just *me* that was wondering and waiting and dying to find out....)

It's a boy!

Yep, this afternoon Josh and I sat in a small room (well, Josh sat, I reclined with goo on my tummy) while the briskly efficient ultrasound tech (completely lacking in any sense of occasion or flair for drama) looked at a bunch of barely comprehensible black and white squigglies and said "there's the baby's sex". She pointed to a protuberant white bit amongst all the other squigglies. "It's a boy." Then she typed on the monitor: "XY". And that was pretty much it except for a few additional, less exciting measurements.

So there you have it, ladies and gentlemen, another fine strapping lad to carry on the Archer name. In olden days I would have been worth many camels, since I keep giving my husband sons. An all boy household! I sure hope it's true what they say about boys worshipping their mothers. ;) Yeah, in some ways I'm sad that I'll never know the "other side" of parenting, or share in the joys of frills, sparkles, horses, hair accessories and princess obssessions, but on the other hand, I *know* boy. I can *do* boy. And judging by Eli, boy is pretty damn great.

Speaking of Eli, when informed that his new baby sibling was going to be a brother, he was mildly interested (as he has been all along on the topic of the baby--neither really psyched about it nor nonplussed with the idea). When asked what he thought the baby's name should be, he thought for a minute, and then said, "Bunga." (That's with a hard "g", just to be clear.)

I laughed and said, "Bunga? Why Bunga?" and he didn't really have an answer. So I said "I don't think we're going to call the baby Bunga, honey. But thanks for suggesting something."

After another couple moments he said, "maybe I will call the baby 'Pumpkin'."

To which I replied, "well that would be a good nickname. After all, sometimes I call you 'Pumpkin'".

He said "yeah, you call me 'Pumpkin Pie!'"

After that the conversation veered off into other, less amusing topics (like "What food day is it?"--i.e. "What's for dinner?"). But rest assured, the Great Name Debate is now officially in session. More on this in the days to come, I'm sure.