I know I have been a horrible blogger yet again, but honestly I just haven't had the time nor the energy this past month. The weeks are just flying by partly because of school, but also because I've been going to interviews non-stop. My first interview went well. I really like the Prof, and she seems like someone I could really learn alot from. I of course told her about my PG and it seemed to go over just fine. I won't hear back from her about a decision until after the first week of April, since she has someone else to interview. The second interview was for a Prof at Vanderbilt. I think he is my favorite so far, but unfortunately funding is an issue. Basically he would have to secure funding through the school for me to even be able to come. I've emailed him some more questions, but for now it has to be my last choice. I just went to the second interview at Emory for the neurosurgeon who is rolling in money. This one didn't go very well at all. Not because of something I did, but because of how he acted. Let's see first off he was late to my presentation. He answered his phone 2 times, yes during my presentation. The phone continued to ring and someone finally told him to turn the damn ringer off. I tried to not let it get me flustered, but seriously I thought he could show me just a little bit more respect than that especially since he invited me to come and give a talk. We went to an Irish pub for lunch which was nice, really good food, but we sat outside and super pale me got sunburned. My nose and face are peeling as we speak. He again answered his phone constantly and then left early from the lunch and that was the last I saw of him. One of his post-docs is the one who basically runs the lab and the one I would work more closely with. I liked everyone in the lab, but seriously don't know if I could be under someone who is so scatter-brained and unavailable. Honestly I also think they don't agree with my PG, and really wanted me to be able to start sooner than I could. I don't know if this will cost me a position, but at this point this baby is more important to me. I'll find a job, it's just looks like it's going to take alot longer than I thought. I won't hear his final decision until the end of April, so we'll see what happens.
On the baby front, things are going well. At about 15 weeks my gag-reflex went into overdrive. Anytime I smell anything funky or foul I start gagging and have even thrown up several times b/c of this. I guess it's my pay back for not having M/S! I'm starting to feel tiny flutters and thumps, not very often, but more often each week. My big U/S was supposed to be tomorrow, but it got changed to the 29 because the doctor had a conflict. I'm really bummed about it, but I know I can get through one more week if I keep myself busy with school work, which shouldn't be a problem. We've slowly started buying a few things. I went to a baby consignment sale and found a few gender neutral overalls, two different slings, and some bedding we really like. It's turquoise/brown/cream/white and I think we could girl it up if we need to. They're my favorite colors and the entire set was in amazing condition I just couldn't pass it up. If I end up changing my mind, I'm sure I could sell it and get most of my money back.
I probably won't post again until next Tuesday. Stay tuned for the gender reveal and make your guesses now. I'll post a belly pic next week too. I'm carrying really low if that gives anyone a guess.
There's no denying it, it's a BOY! Both Rob and I couldn't be happier. I think we both secretly wanted a boy first and in a way I wanted a boy instead of a girl because I worry that any daughters I have will inherit all of my medical issues (hypothyroid and infertility). It was probably the best U/S ever, but I'm sure I'll say that about the next one. He was wiggling and kicking up a storm, but I found out I have an anterior placenta so most movement that I feel is either really low or on the sides not out front. Everything was measuring right on target. His leg/arm bones are measuring over a week and a half ahead and he weighs close to 12oz already. He's going to be big like his dad. For now he's in the breech position, but that could certainly change. We went out and bought a few 3M old clothes instead of newborn b/c in all actuality I think he's going to weight well over 8lbs at birth. I'm just so excited to meet him (but of course not anytime soon!) This past Friday I got an official offer for a post-doc position. I haven't accepted it yet b/c I wanted to wait to hear from at least one other lab, but it looks like it will be my best option. I'm really excited about it and it will mean we will be moving to ATL either before or after he's born. Luckily the Prof didn't have any issues with my needing to take time off and he even said I could wait until November to start. I don't think we'll be able to survive on a single income for that long, but we'll see how things go. My next OB appt is on April 26. Can't believe I'm half-way there. Now I just need to get to viability and I'll breathe a little easier. Grow baby grow! 
