I went to the baby doctor today. I heard the heartbeat. That was actually the first time I had heard it because last time she couldn't find it and we had an ultrasound. After seeing the baby, hearing it didn't do much for me. I want to see it again. I hate calling it an it. It's a person. It's already a boy or girl. It has all it's parts. It moves around and sucks it's thumb. I just want to know if it's a he or she and give him or her a name. In due time...July 18th to be exact. That's when we have the revealing ultrasound.

Jason and I decided to get rid of our cable for a little while. Abby will lose some of her best friends, but it's for the best. She had grown far too attached to the television. Plus, Jason and I might actually get some things done and possibly spend more time together. That could be good or bad. I guess there's always Yahtzee.