as i drove to the ultra sound. the thought crossed my mind. "maybe it is a boy..." this was the first time ever since, the day i found out i was pregnant, that i ever thought anything besides girl. i have only really thought of girl names, looked at girl clothes, planned matching outfits, bows and necklaces with your sisters. i had a couple dreams this pregnancy, of a little boy. i figured maybe that meant, there was a number six! this pregnancy has been very similar to my pregnancies with your brothers. i should have known. i laid down on the table, and made small talk with the doctor at fetal photos. he is an ob, and was so nice. he asked me if i had any preferences. i told him i had 2 and 2, and it didn't really matter...but that "i have known since the beginning that it's a girl." he began the ultra sound. we listened to your heart beat, i seriously love that sound. it means you're healthy and strong...and everything is "ok." he took pictures and measurements and kept saying how cute of a nose you had. he said you had the perfect profile. he gave me the due date and said all your organs and your head looked good. you slept through the entire ultra sound, with an occasional kick when the doctor tried waking you up.
as the ultra sound went on, i asked, "do you know what it is already?" he said in his thick lithuanian accent, "i do, do you?" i said, "no, i'm not good at that stuff. i can never tell in the pictures." he said, "look right here (moving the arrow around on the screen) and tell me what it is..." which is when i could clearly see...."it's a boy!" i cried. i was in shock. i was so in love! and sooo anxious to tell daddy! this was going to be the perfect surprise! i text dad the picture of the 4 kids with both colors of balloons. he was so confused. he called me and said, "did you find out!?" i was on my way to show him the pictures...so he could see for himself. when i got to the store, i handed him the pictures, with the "it's a boy" ones at the bottom. he said, "how am i supposed to tell what it is?" i said, "keep going..." when he read, "it's a boy" he yelled so loud. he was "high fiving" people in the store. it was awesome. he was so excited. and so am i!
they were all so excited too. tilley doesn't care what we tell her. she still says it's a "baby sister" that's probably my fault. we cannot wait to meet you. january 29th, or close it it! i'm hoping you come early, like all your brothers and sisters.
