These past few weeks have been rather crazy. Several weeks ago, we were excited to spend the weekend in New Orleans celebrating Mumbles and Jen's wedding. We dropped Nicholas off with Gigi and PawPaw and then headed over the next day. The wedding was AWESOME! Everything was gorgeous, the food was delicious and the most exciting part (for us at least) was the Second Line that went through the streets of the French Quarter. The bride and groom led the way with their umbrellas, followed by the band and then every guest had their hankie waving in the air, while locals and vacationers stopped and watched, cheering us on and taking pictures/videos. Only in New Orleans could something as cool as that happen. We won't forget it as long as we live. We are so happy for Mumbles and Jen and wish them a lifetime of happiness.
Then a week after that, a bomb was dropped on me regarding my work. Our parent company sold us off to one of our biggest competitors. Not only was this a shock that it happened at all, but everyone was immediately afraid of being laid off. At this point I still don't know if my job is secure or not and probably won't know for another week or more. I have worked for the same company for over 9 years, so this whole scenario still doesn't seem real to me. I love my job, my company and my coworkers, so losing it all would be a huge loss to me. What I love most is being part-time, while working from home. I couldn't have picked a better set-up and just pray that the new company realizes they can't live without me.
Today, however, I was given a nice distraction from work (which I desperately needed). This doctor's visit was the big 20 week ultrasound. Recently we asked Nicholas about what he thinks we should name the baby. He came up with the name Nicholas, Jr. Well this morning we found out that baby #2 is a boy, but I doubt we will be using his suggestion. Needless to say we are both super excited and very happy that all of his measurements and stats look great. I am measuring right on, so my due date will remain December 28. I don't think Nicholas had too much of a reaction when he found out, he was more concerned about mama. He even asked the ultrasound technician, "What are you doing to my mama?" She sweetly told him taking pictures of your baby brother.
As of now, we don't have any names picked out. I'm excited to start thinking about names, the nursery and going through all of Nicholas' baby items that we haven't seen in a few years. I can only imagine what mischief the Davenport Boys will get into.