Seriously. Having a nephew who’s a year and half older than our kid? Brilliant.

My mom got here today–she’s here until Sunday. She brought us a swing (the one we wanted, which happened to be the one my sister also picked out), a carseat (secondhand, but in perfect condition), and a bunch more clothes. Awesome. And it’s good to see her. I hope I can get a grip on my irritability and just be nice, dammit.

And tomorrow is our big ultrasound! Here’s hoping we get confirmation on the sex, and that the baby has all the parts he’s supposed to have, and nothing extra.  Pictures will, undoubtedly, follow.