Here comes Bean-Berg!

The main impetus for the creation of this blog is that we’re pregnant.  One of the many things you don’t think of until you’re pregnant is that if you don’t come up with an in-womb nickname, you have to call your unborn child “it” until you know the sex of the baby.  Since Jean’s child-hood nickname (one of many) was Jean-Bean, and since the fetal position roughly estimates a Jelly Bean, and since our baby’s last name will be “Sandberg”, we’ve decided on “BeanBerg”, or just “the Bean” for short.  I like it so much I’m toying with the idea of keeping the name after the birth, but I haven’t broached that idea to Jean yet…

 Anyway, later this morning, the Bean will meet with our doctor for the first time.  Not coincidentally, so will we.  I don’t think that the first visit is all that informative.  First and foremost, we’ll see if we get any kind of vibe about our doctor.  Also, we will find out the due date, but we already know it’ll be around Oct. 20th.  I think we’ll also have an ultrasound, though I am not sure.  Even with that simple agenda, it is still pretty exciting.  The last couple weeks, I have often found myself walking around, minding my own business, then I am hit with this thunderbolt that we’re having a baby, and it is honestly almost as though I’d forgotten.  I think the first ultra-sound will really bring things into permanent focus, though.  It’s almost like until that point, it is a theoretical pregnancy.  Once we hear a heartbeat, and see that little sonogram, I think it’ll seem so much more REAL; we’ll see…