Ultrasounds and Snuggles

I have an ultrasound on Tuesday at 10:15. Yay!!! Orion won't be there for it because he's leaving for training on Sunday for 2 weeks (pshh and won't even be able to call me). However, if the baby's in "just the right place" while they're checking everything else out, then yes, they can tell me what the sex is.
I probably should have scheduled it for a later date so O could be there (I called to let him know I had an appointment and he got all sad and said it breaks his heart that he can't be there) because now I have to lug the stroller with me.. plop Calix in it and hope hope hope that he'll be SUCH a good boy. I'll toss a few toys in there with him or something..maybe some juice and a snack. Yeah..yeah..that'll keep his attention for a while! I usually never schedule an appointment for when O can't be there because I'm a brat and I don't like to show up with high blood pressure because I'm hauling so much stuff around (and please..with me? my blood pressure numbers actually count) and am just generally stressed out because 'omfg I can't believe I'm having another one'. but anyway, I figure I need to get used to going to appointments on my own with child(ren) in tow all over again..because let's not deny it anymore, O's fucking leaving for an entire year. An. Entire. YEAR.

Whatever, that's a whole other weepy 'wah wah feel so sorry for me wahhhh' story that I'd rather not start to think about because I'll fucking cry about it AGAIN.

Today after (or maybe before..hmmm) we go grocery shopping, we're going pumpkin picking (and by that, I probably mean pull up to a road side stop and pick a pumpkin or 3 off of a table) and Calix wants everyone to know he's in his pumpkin picking blue flannel shirt and looks so cozy and ready for October it's not even funny.

Also? It was totally a 'sleep with the heater on' kind of night last night..and outside smells so much like New Jersey in the Fall it makes me weepy and want to make leaf piles and launch myself into them..and make hot chocolate..and watch Halloween specials. And maybe even attempt to make apple pie for the first time even though I hate hate hate apple fucking pie..but my husband loves it..so maybe I should because it's Fall and feels like Jersey..and when I feel "at home"..it makes me totally want to be all cuddly and cute and the best wife and mommy ever.