Not too much happening with M & I the past few days. We're just trying to be patient and wait for March 12 to roll around.
While shopping at Target this weekend I asked M to make a detour with me thru the baby department. I didn't want to buy anything...just look. Her reply was "No. That's bad luck". After some sweet talking and agreeing to go thru the departments she wanted to, we made a quick pass by the strollers and car seats and play pens and all the lil cutesy pink and blue outfits. AHHH! I got my fix. I tell M..."See. That wasn't so bad". I think I heard a grunt or mumble of some kind come from her. :o)
We get to the check out line where in front of us is a mom and her daughter. The daughter is messing around doing something and mom calls her my name. "Abigail........" she says. Ok. Now M & I are looking at each other smiling. I tell her "Its a sign!" To which I think I hear another grunt. :o)
And if that isn't enough, while leaving the parking lot, we hear a "Jones Institute" commercial. Which is where we're having our first drs appt.
And I don't even have to mention all the babies we saw thru out the day.
So needless to say we couldn't handle anymore "signs", so home was our next stop. :o)
Oh wait! I did buy something.
A little pink something.
Our first baby item.
A basal thermometer. Te He!