So I have some good news and some bad news.
The good news is our baby (singular) is doing well. We went to our prenatal appointment and got to see his little heart beating. It was a really neat moment. I think actually seeing this little "creature" for the first time has really made me realize I have a baby to take care of. I seemed like almost immediately I wanted to care for this little spot and make sure nothing interferes with his health. After our appointment Caleb and I went "baby shopping". This was a big dose of reality. Baby stuff is expensive. The mattress for the crib was like $150 and the bed we want to get is like $300ish (prob wont get that after all). So I am going to start hitting up Craig's list like a crazy deal obsessed lady.
Now for the bad news. My poor little Joey is no more. This morning Caleb took him to the animal hospital to have him put to sleep. I don't know what it is with Caleb and giving my animals the boot. First it was squeakers (who I did not name), now Joey. Although, Joey's eternal sleep was a long time coming. Last night he fell in the pool for like the fifth time. Thankfully I woke up (at 2am) and heard him barking. Caleb pulled him out and then we decided it was time. So now we are stuck with the question of : Should we get another dog to keep whoot company? and if so do we really want to mess with a puppy again?