I don't know how many of you are Gilmore Girls fans, but if you are, do you remember the episode where Luke has a Dark Day (that Lorelai is just finding out about, but happens each year) - it's the day each year that he closes the diner, disappears, and never discusses this with anyone. Today is a dark day for me - my last one until my due date, hopefully - the day that I should have had my "big" ultrasound. Who schedules an 18 week ultrasound at 8 weeks, anyway?
We passed the bus this morning that in an alternate universe we would have been riding towards a wonderfully happy day. Yuck. It's the same bus that took us to our fateful ultrasound on December 9. I hate that bus, and I am so happy that we are leaving this place in 4.5 months so that I will never have to see it again. Stupid bus of unhappiness.
There's at least one other Baby Burnham out there, I found their blog once when I was trying to google my own, and his parents just found out yesterday that he is a boy. Seriously? Couldn't you have been a girl? That would have helped me just a little. Yeah, thanks, kid. (And just to prove how grumpy I am today, his poor parents went through three miscarriages before having IUI to have him. Yeah, I'm a nice person.)
What a sucky day.