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We had our gender ultrasound on November 9th, and it's a BOY!! I'm very excited. Martin was able to be there with me and I was so glad. When they were getting me ready to do the ultrasound Martin was asking what the chances were to be able to find out for sure, and how accurate it was, and once they got the picture on the screen it took less than 30 seconds to tell what it was and they said something like ''Well this one is easy with the flagpole out there." I had a feeling all along that it was a boy. Martin was hoping for a girl, but didn't care either way.

Almost everyone I know that's pregnant right now (about 10 people) are almost all having girls except maybe two or three. Being a mom to a boy scares me less than being a mom to a girl. I've never been good at the girly stuff anyway. I hope to eventually have a girl too, but for our first I'm so glad it's a boy. Now we just have to think of names. We thought we had the name picked out for sure, but after finding out it really was a boy, it made it more real to us so we started second guessing the name. We have it down to two, and I go back and forth all the time between them. We'll see when he gets here which one fits him better. Here are a few of the good pictures from the ultrasound.

I have my 20 week ultrasound on Monday where they do all the measurements and everything so I'll have more pictures after that appointment.

The week we found out was quite the crazy week. I went from being on top of the world to very very sad. My Grandma Mills passed away on November 12th. It's been almost nine years since my Grandpa Mills passed away and she has missed him so much, and longed to be with him again, so it really was a blessing she was able to go.She hadn't been doing well the past few months. On the 10th the hospice nurse said she was 'actively dying' and only had 2-3 days left. All of my family went over that night to say good-bye. I'm glad we all got to say our good-byes, but it was very hard to see her that way. I got the call Friday at work from my mom that Grandma had passed. So I immediately left work. I didn't really know what else to do so I went to Mom's to be with her. I got there and My Mom, Aunt Ruth, Uncle John and Seth were all in Grandma's room kneeling in prayer. I'm so glad I was able to make it there and hear that prayer. It really did bring comfort.

Gayla left work around the same time I did and was on her way out to Mom's and Jason and Sara got there shortly after that. I love my family so much. After I got the call, and left work, I felt so completely helpless, I didn't know what I should do. I love that all four of us kids our instinct was to gather. We don't know what else to do than to be together to comfort and draw comfort from one another.

The funeral went well. It was nice to see cousins and extended family we don't get to see often. One thing I wanted to write about so I don't forget was at the graveside service. One of Grandma's requests was that we all wait until she was lowered into the ground before we left. Out of all the funerals I have been to (too many) I've never stayed. Well Grandma is buried in between my Dad and Grandpa, so we were able to see the cement vaults that they were buried in.

I have been feeling the baby kicking the past few weeks. At first I wasn't sure if that's what I was feeling, but it kept happening and now I feel him at least once a day. The day before Thanksgiving I was laying on the couch watching TV and Martin was in the computer room playing a game. I had my hand on my lower belly, like I usually do, the baby was kicking and I swear I felt it from the outside. I called Martin in and made him put his hand on my belly. We sat there for a minute and baby boy kicked his hand!! His reaction was priceless, but I think it scared him a little too.

Thanksgiving was wonderful. It was an off year for us, meaning that Jason and his family, Gayla and her family and Seth and BriAnn all went to the other sides houses for dinner. Since my in laws are in England and don't celebrate Thanksgiving, Martin and I go to Mom and Doug's every year. This year Kevin and Whitney came up also. So it was Mom and Doug, Kevin and Whitney, Ruth and Kelly and Martin and I. Only 8 of us, but it was good. Seth and BriAnn stopped by before dinner before they went over to BriAnn's family's. Keri and Austin and kids stopped by after dinner for pie and to play the game Apples to Apples. After them and Ruth and Kelly left. Seth and BriAnn came over and we played Catch-Phrase for a while. It was a really fun night with lots of laughing.

Before we ate dinner Mom had us go around the table and tell what we were thankful for this year. Since yesterday marked the halfway point in my pregnancy I said I was thankful for that and Family. Martin said friends and family. Mom made us cry saying she was thankful for Family and those who have gone on before and that we could continue the traditions they started. Kelly was sweet and said he was thankful for a lot of things, but none of them meant anything without Ruth.

Seth and BriAnn are getting married a week from tomorrow! I'm so excited for them. It's been a busy three months and has gone by SO fast. I know I'm going to cry like crazy, but I can just blame it on the baby right?