Revelation

All sorts of things were learned at our latest Doctor's appointment this past Tuesday.

The Little Lady learned that scales are fun to jump on.



We all learned the baby's gender (more on that in a second).



And, my Hubby learned how IUDs are inserted and removed.

No -- I'm not planning on getting one, but my doctor had a "teaching tool" on the counter. Hubby was too curious to pass it up. Sigh.



I'm not sure why the various medical models always draw that boy's attention; I was TERRIFIED that my doctor would walk in on Hubby intently attempting to "learn" all that the model had to offer. (Grrrrrr!)

As far as the Anatomy/Gender scan went, it was GREAT! For a few weeks leading up to the visit, I had been dreading the scan. Oh, I was excited and anxious to learn our baby's gender, but I was so afraid that we would learn something was terribly wrong.

Praise God - this baby is perfectly formed and perfectly healthy. In fact, our baby is measuring about a week ahead at a little over 12 ounces. Woo hoo!!!!!!

The Little Lady was oblivious to all that we learned during the scan; she was too concerned with her cookies and the fact that the lights were all turned off. This was not the case for Mommy and Daddy. We were intently watching the screen, waiting for any glimpse that would tell us what pronoun we could start using to describe our baby.

And, we saw it.

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The Little Lady is getting a Little Brother!!!!

I have suspected it this entire pregnancy -- I can't explain why. I haven't had a ton of dreams or anything like that. I just assumed, since I have no brothers, no knowledge of how to care for baby boys, and very little knowledge on boys in general, I would end up with a boy!

Despite the fact I know NOTHING about "Team Blue," I am INCREDIBLY EXCITED about our little guy -- excited that we will be getting a whole new experience . . . new shopping, new toys, and new joys.

I can't wait!!!!


(by the way -- the results of the poll? 50% of you thought it would be a boy. HA!)