So after the appointment we went to Walmart to look about some psoriasis shampoo for me, and I turned it into a little grocery shopping trip. We happened to go by the baby section and I took the opportunity to spend 5 minutes in there and not feel like a total fraud. Paul was impressed with the object known as a “Pack and Play” and agreed that strollers and car seats and cribs will merit research and discussion.

But up in the front of all the clothes were little tiny Santa outfits for boys and girls. They were deep red velvet trimmed in white velvet with sewn-on black belts and matching hats. SOOOOO cute. I grabbed a 6-9mo dress and showed Paul. “See? This is what we'll have next Christmas if it's a girl!”

Paul's eyes bugged out. “That's HUGE!” he said.

“Well, it won't be that big when it comes out of me, but she'll be 6 months old at Christmas. And depending on how big she is when she's born…” I grabbed a 3-6mo boy's outfit to show Paul. “Or, he could still be fitting in this if he's not too big.”

Paul just stared. “That's just huge.”

I'm having fun freaking him out a bit. :)