Baby Crowe is a Baby Boy!

Let me introduce you to Harl Cullum Crowe

Now before you judge on the name here's a little history lesson. Ryan's family has had the tradition of using the first name Harl for all the boys, including brothers. Ryan's name is Harl Ryan Crowe, his father is Harl Randy Crowe, and his grandfather and his brothers were all Harl's as well with varying middle names. One of those brothers had the name Harl Cullum and Ryan has always said he wanted to carry on the tradition as well as name his son after one such Harl. Thus, we have Harl Cullum and we'll call him Cullum. I'm just relieved we have a name and can start officially calling him that even though I have called him Cullum most of this pregnancy. Call it mother's intuition or just wishful thinking, but from day one I was pretty sure "it" was a "he". So sure we could have painted the nursery blue. I'm just glad to have my intuition validated to everybody else. 

Seriously couldn't be more excited! Of course if the doctor had told us it was a girl we would have been   just as excited! Literally Ryan high-fived me in the ultrasound room he was so excited. And of course he wanted a boy to carry on the name and to share all his adventures with! Sorry for the strange ultrasound picture, but literally he would not unroll to give us a better view. I like to think he was all snuggled up and didn't want to be bothered by showing his face. :) Of course maybe I'm a little biased.

So what do we do after we found "it" was a "he"? We went and bought the crib of course! And where did we put the crib together? In the kitchen of course where everyone puts the crib together. Now before you read anymore baby posts by moi, I want you to keep in mind that we are first time parents and thus hilarious stories may ensue.

Here's the first picture of crib building progress. Everything is going well. Sure the direction's names for parts don't match the parts given to us, but hey, we're managing and Ryan being the crafty person he is things are going relatively well.

I got in there and started holding things more than screwing things into place (this is our child's bed so its probably best if I don't get involved in the actual construction of furniture) and things really start moving along nicely.

And we finally have most of the crib finished and are so proud of ourselves and attempt to pick it up and move it to its rightful home, the nursery, and here's where the problems begin...

Notice any problems? Yup, you guessed it, that baby boy wouldn't fit through the door. Not even a little, not a chance. Of course the crib won't fit through the door, it's HUGE! So it stayed here for a few days until we had to take it apart to get in the front bedroom, which it was also blocking. Ha! Oh we had to laugh at ourselves after this, it was quite funny. But now Cullum has a bed if nothing else. We're pumped. More hilarity to come I'm sure, just stay tuned. And here's the 19 week picture. More preggers less chubby. Pretty pumped about that as well. :) Later gaters!

And yes I promptly cleaned my mirror after taking this picture. :)