...Well maybe it was. On Friday (Dec 3rd) Derek and I 'celebrated' (let's use that term lightly) our wedding anniversary. Pretty typical morning except I had to wake Arden up about an hour early, so that I could get her down for nap early in order to make it to my doctor's appointment. Derek got home a little early and we all headed out to the doctor to find out that it's a BOY. Shock. Totally exciting because it takes the stress and pressure off of #3. Hey, maybe for #3 I'll keep it a surprise like a friend of mine is doing. Hmm....oh who am I kidding?! I don't see that happening. I'm still shocked though because I just KNEW it was a girl. I have felt the same (totally crappy) except I haven't gained nearly as much weight and my skin is horrible this time. With Arden it was crystal clear, so I guess that was my clue.
After my extremely long appointment (one hour of waiting for a five minute chat with the doctor), we didn't have much time to eat like we planned, so we ate dinner at Souper Salad. I was totally craving their cranberry dressing. It really is the best. Then we had to rush home and grab our cookies for a Cookie Exchange Party, which was a ton of fun. So that is how we spent our anniversary.
On another note, I took Arden to the doctor this morning because yesterday she woke up from her nap with discharge coming out of one eye. She woke up 2.5hrs early this morning sounding horrible and breathing heavy. She has a sinus infection and she is just so pitiful. Tonight the discharge was coming from both eyes and they are so red, it's so sad.