Week 20... came and went and, oh yeah, we're having a boy!

Dique and I celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary on February 21st - conveniently this date fell during the 20th week of the pregnancy. For you experienced folks at home this means our anniversary fell the week in which you can find out your baby's gender. Some people find out beforehand or later - it depends on your ultrasound schedules and your baby's modesty. Luckily for us, our son had no shame and we confirmed boy status almost immediately. Not that anyone was surprised; Dique and I both thought we were having a boy, most everyone we talked to also agreed, there's a woman at my work who can't keep her hands off my tummy and told me every day leading up to the ultrasound "boy, definitely, boy!" Well, we were all right.  Look at that cute little profile! We can't wait to kiss that little face and meet our boy, Desmond.

The weekend leading up to our anniversary and the big baby gender reveal was an excellent one. Dique and I wanted to sneak in a final trip together (what some folks call a "baby-moon") and after debating Mexico and Hawaii, we headed east instead. We took the red-eye to New York on Friday the 17th of February and arrived in Manhattan on a crisp and clear morning. We flew Virgin America which we both love for the WIFI and entertainment options, Dique can even rest a bit stretching his long legs in an aisle seat and I was as comfortable as one can be in a middle seat at 20-weeks pregnant. We dozed on and off and that was fine. The cold air and energy of the city kept us going all day Saturday, anyway. The only disappointment was that our flight was delayed and thus our plans of getting in line to see that night's taping of Saturday Night Live were thwarted. We still got in line, but we were WAY back on the waiting list. Spoiler alert: we didn't make the taping of the show, though we did try to get into both the dress rehearsal and the live show. Alas, all we saw of the NBC building was the lovely Art Deco lobby. So we picked up some cupcakes from Magnolia Bakery and watched the show from our Waldorf Astoria hotel room, a mere six blocks away from where it was happening.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

So, yeah. I turned 30 last year and we had a great day with friends and family. Dique and I walked San Francisco's infamous Bay to Breakers race without costumes but with camouflaged libations. It was sunny and warm - a perfect Spring In The City day - and I was so happy to be living my life exactly how and where I was.

Summer began and we started thinking about the future: our home, our family, our lives. We didn't just think, though, we actively got going on some longtime plans. By which I mean we got pregnant and our upstairs tenant moved out, thus commencing work on our units.

We are so overjoyed to add to our family and can't wait to meet our little boy in July. Desmond Michael MacGregor Holt is due 7/7/12 but we'll be happy to see him whenever he arrives. Thanks to the powers of modern technology we've seen his little face on 3-D ultrasounds (I think he looks like his daddy) and we feel him kick with more strength every day. Baby D (or Des) is joining the world at a time when many of our friends are also welcoming little ones so we're thrilled to be experiencing this at the same time of other couples we know and love.

We continue to work on our home - can't decide what to do with the upstairs space - rent? Use for ourselves? Sell? Either way, we're so excited to move forward - I'm transitioning to a new role at work, Dique also has been promoted and our house is coming along.

It hasn't been all work and planning - we've snuck in some really fun times, too. I'm hoping to get back in the habit of writing regularly so we can share all the good times had here at Camp Dique and Tuni.

Hope you're well and I hope this is the last time I apologize for a year's sabbatical. :-)

xx

Tuni