I think that I am becoming a bit too obsessed. Every meeting invite I accept, movie trailer see on TV and pretty much anything that involves an actual date reminds me of the appoinment at which we find out the gender! I guess I just really want to see Baby McPeanut again, discover its gender and ensure that s/he is a healthy baby that is perfectly Walters/McCully. I wonder if other women go through this when they are so close to discovering the gender. Then again, maybe it just stems from the fact that I am an overly type A personality that should really get help for my Obsessive Compulsive planning nature. Which makes me think, how did I become this overly obsessive with deadlines and checklists. Ummph...I do not think that it is genetic - if so, family and friends, please pray that Baby McPeanut turns out like Daddy in this area and not Mommy.
Just an FYI 19 days until the appointment. Yeah, there is a little count down at my desk.
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