We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
It’s true. We’re going to have a child. Actually, what we really want is a chinchilla that we can spray paint yellow and call Pikachu, but I think we went about it the wrong way this time around. You win some, you lose some.
Honestly, though, we are super excited to become parents, especially as this child is going to be the cutest thing you ever did see (Suri Holmes-Cruise? Shiloh Jolie-Pitt? They will have nothing on Liz or Micah Junior.) and is going to make us millions of dollars as a child model. How else are we going to finance our child’s Harvard education? We got to hear the heartbeat when we went to the doctor’s on Wednesday. At first I was a little nervous because it sure sounded like they were probing in outer space and not in my abdomen, but soon enough there it was, 170 beats per minute. It was pretty exciting. As of right now the little one is about 2 1/2 inches long and weighs less than an ounce (for those of you who are not familiar with 12 week old fetuses).
We’re not picky about gender . . . we’ll take either, although we’ve kind of felt that we’d have a girl first. It’ll be about six weeks before we find out if we’re having a Little Micah or a Little Liz. Until then, feel free to post your guesses, and any name suggestions you might have. We’re thinking about sponsoring a “naming theme” contest for the Micah and Liz Heiselt Children. You know, things like “Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys” where we name our girls names like Mace, Oregano, and Paprika and our boys names like 4th Avenue, Broadway, and North Temple (okay, so they aren’t really back streets, but you get the idea), but we’ll get back to you on that one.
Feel free to bust out the ginger ale and celebrate!
Jodie and I both think you are having a girl.
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Congrats to what will be two very incredible parents!
Natalie
‘grats again! ^^
I think you two are going to have a girl first! Thats my humble opinion.
I think it’s about time for another girl… so that’s why it’s going to be a boy.
I think you are really good looking.