So we had an ultrasound......

First let me give you one reason why you should be proud of me. I have been waiting and waiting for a long time to know what we're having. Not that it really mattered to me since we already have one of each, but I've been dying of curiousity. I had an appointment a couple of weeks ago, and I was right around the time when they usually do "the ultrasound". Dan had the day off, and that morning he asked, "Are they doing the ultrasound today?" I didn't know. He then said, "If they're going to, call me and I'll come right over. I want to be there for it." I don't know why we were thinking that would work. We live on North Hill and my doctor's office is on South Hill. It takes a good 20 minutes to get there. But I asked anyways when I got there, and the nurse said, no... having your 20 week ultrasound is a whole seperate appointment at Diagnostic Imaging. Ok. No reason to call Dan. But then, at the end of my visit, my very cool doctor says, "Do you want to take a peek at your baby? If you can wait around just a couple of minutes I'll wheel the little machine in here." SO tempting. What mom doesn't want a peek at her baby? So of course I said yes. But then he said, if I can see the gender, do you want me to tell you? I answered with a very unsure "ummm..... no?" Luckily the baby was cooperating anyways, and he couldn't tell. But he did tell me I could call and make my appointment for my big ultrasound at anytime. So I called that day to make my appointment. Guess what? They can't get me in for 2 weeks. TWO WEEKS! So we went on our trip, came home, and today we finally went in for our ultrasound. It was a big production, and the kids really wanted to see the baby, so we hauled everyone in for the big reveal. I honestly had no preference what we had. Jacey, on the other hand, had a very strong preference. I was a little surprised she cared so much, since she is SO good with Broden, but she definately wanted a girl. When I asked her if she was going to be my big helper with the baby, she said. "I'll help you a lot if it's a girl. If it's a boy, Dad's just going to have to help." Whoa... So I was trying to prep myself for some drama this morning if we didn't get the outcome she was hoping for. I knew she would eventually love the poor little guy, but still.. The sonographer was very patient with the whole family in there, and Broden's never ending questions. (He was especially worried about the gel. "Why does mommy have gel on her tummy? Why does mommy have gel on her tummy?" over and over.) The ultrasound went good. Baby looks healthy, everything is right on track. After the ultrasound I took Jacey out to choose an outfit for the baby, and this is what she picked:




Yep, it's a GIRL! Oh, we are so excited! I would have been thrilled with a boy too, but I have been online all night looking at cute little beanies, the bows that clip on them, booties, etc. Jacey and I went to Old Navy, Kohl's, and Babies 'R Us, where Jacey accurately observed that "It's hard not to go crazy with cute little girl stuff isn't it, Mom?" "Yep... sure is Jacey!"