TBN is no longer....
He now has an "official" name.
Reece Kennedy
actually...
Jackson Reece Kennedy
Like his dad, and almost all the other boys on the Montgomery side, Reece will go by his middle name. Now as I write this, Monty is giving me a little slack because I won't pinkie promise on the name, but I will write it on here. I can always change it if he comes out and is NOT a Reece, but if a pinkie promise is made.. well...
here's mom -

Obviously, I have a child growing in my belly... tomorrow is the beginning of my 24th week. Technically, I have been preg for 6 months- 4 x 6= 24 (basic facts are in the fore front of my mind-- 4th grade is in the middle of a big multiplication unit!)... but actually it's been since June. But in pregnancy terms, I am 6 months pregnant! Yay!
Anyway, this weekend was great. Monty and the boys went to see the Black Crowes in concert Friday night and had a blast. Brandi and I had girls night out at Campari's in Plano - very good Italian food. Saturday, we spent the afternoon painting pumpkins with some of our friends from the Mosaic House. It's our ABF's (adult bible fellowship) service project. The are 6 men who live in a house together and we hang out and do fun stuff together. They are all probably in their 40's but function on the level of a 5 year old. It was a blast - I don't think that any of the pumpkins had a face on them, but they were sure covered from stem to the bottom in globs of paint. Look for pictures of our Christmas event -- Monty is predicted to be in a Santa outfit! :)
A funny thing happened with Marley on Saturday- he turned into a greased pig... (keep a hillbilly song in your head while reading this).... he had just gotten home from his grooming and decided to be stubborn and not listen to his dad. Instead of going inside, he escaped and ran to the neighbors fence to bark at their Apricot Poodle - Courtney. He was running through our legs and around the trees - all the while, I could not stop laughing. Monty, on the other hand, was not laughing and said in a stern voice that it just wasn't funny. Well, just as soon as Monty caught him, Marley wiggled backwards out of his collar and ran to the front of our house. Even the ever popular "treat treat" didn't coax the poor little chunker back inside. Monty finally got him inside, and I accidentally, didn't close the back door or garage door - and he was out again. Which of course caused Monty to get more frustrated and me to laugh even harder. Our neighbor behind us, and Monty, were hunched over with their hands hanging low and chasing Marley. Monty corned him in their garage and had to carry him home. It was seriously so funny. He's so chunky yet has a great sprint when need be!
:)
This Thursday, we head back to the perinatal testing center for a specialized sonogram on Reece's heart. When I had my early first trimester screening, some of my data - measurements and such - came back as a little high. So they recommend that I go back in my 24th week for a check. I feel totally fine and at peace. The sonographer at my obgyn's office said it's the coolest thing to watch and experience- plus another sonogram is always great.
As always, we love you all and thank you for your thoughts and especially your prayers!