Drumroll please.....
Holy Mary Mother of God.... we're having a GIRL!!!
Had a wonderful ultrasound experience in Dallas. J, Tobes, Kellie and her boys Jack and Ben all came along and it was fantastic. They had toys set up for the kids to play with and a projector set up so the ultrasound images were on a big screen in front of us. They even played music. All that was missing was the popcorn. The sonographer was really sweet too and made absolutely sure of the sex of the baby. It was amazing. We expected it to be something like 'No, there's no sign of a penis so it's probably a girl'. But the sonographer actually pointed to three little lines on the screen and explained that 'this is your baby's labia and right here is her little clitoris'. J turned a bit purple at the word 'clitoris' but it was nice to be so sure.
Our response? Complete shock. We had always imagined ourselves with two boys so it was quite a surprise. Kellie was tearfully happy for us but J and I were just stunned. Once we got back to the house I did break down and cry. I'm not sad about having a girl (a little scared maybe) but I do feel like there's a boy missing and I think I needed to grieve for him a little bit. I thought about last year and the babies that we lost and it made me sad all over again. I guess this was to be expected and, if we had found that we were having a boy, I would probably have been crying for a girl. The tears were going to come one way or another.
Once I had gotten that out of my system Kellie and I went to Old Navy and stocked up on some cute pink baby things. Amazing how healing a little retail therapy can be. That's when I started to get excited about our little one and J and I settled on a nickname for The Girl. We don't like to choose a name until we meet the baby so Toby was called Pickle throughout my pregnancy with him. This baby is called Cupcake. Not very PC, but it felt right and it stuck. I even found a tiny T-shirt that says 'Mommy's Little Cupcake'.
We called our mothers with the news and they were both thrilled. When Toby and I got back to Mom and Dad's we went shopping and Mom bought the cutest little socks that look like pink ballet slippers. I always said that if I ever had a girl I wouldn't fall into the stereotype of dressing her in pink. Hahahahahaha!! That flew out the window in about six seconds. This little thing is going to be dolled up and I'll probably have to change her clothes at least three times a day just so she'll be able to wear them all. Mom and Kellie have already bought her outfits (pink, pink and more pink of course) and I've been looking at flowery bedding and even teeny tiny hairbows. Poor little thing.
We do have some favourite names lined up but the problem is that they're all very English and don't work very well in Texas. I mentioned our favourite name to a few people and it was almost unanimously disliked. The lady who cut my hair actually said 'Please don't do that to your child'. Oh dear.
Had a wonderful ultrasound experience in Dallas. J, Tobes, Kellie and her boys Jack and Ben all came along and it was fantastic. They had toys set up for the kids to play with and a projector set up so the ultrasound images were on a big screen in front of us. They even played music. All that was missing was the popcorn. The sonographer was really sweet too and made absolutely sure of the sex of the baby. It was amazing. We expected it to be something like 'No, there's no sign of a penis so it's probably a girl'. But the sonographer actually pointed to three little lines on the screen and explained that 'this is your baby's labia and right here is her little clitoris'. J turned a bit purple at the word 'clitoris' but it was nice to be so sure.
Our response? Complete shock. We had always imagined ourselves with two boys so it was quite a surprise. Kellie was tearfully happy for us but J and I were just stunned. Once we got back to the house I did break down and cry. I'm not sad about having a girl (a little scared maybe) but I do feel like there's a boy missing and I think I needed to grieve for him a little bit. I thought about last year and the babies that we lost and it made me sad all over again. I guess this was to be expected and, if we had found that we were having a boy, I would probably have been crying for a girl. The tears were going to come one way or another.
Once I had gotten that out of my system Kellie and I went to Old Navy and stocked up on some cute pink baby things. Amazing how healing a little retail therapy can be. That's when I started to get excited about our little one and J and I settled on a nickname for The Girl. We don't like to choose a name until we meet the baby so Toby was called Pickle throughout my pregnancy with him. This baby is called Cupcake. Not very PC, but it felt right and it stuck. I even found a tiny T-shirt that says 'Mommy's Little Cupcake'.
We called our mothers with the news and they were both thrilled. When Toby and I got back to Mom and Dad's we went shopping and Mom bought the cutest little socks that look like pink ballet slippers. I always said that if I ever had a girl I wouldn't fall into the stereotype of dressing her in pink. Hahahahahaha!! That flew out the window in about six seconds. This little thing is going to be dolled up and I'll probably have to change her clothes at least three times a day just so she'll be able to wear them all. Mom and Kellie have already bought her outfits (pink, pink and more pink of course) and I've been looking at flowery bedding and even teeny tiny hairbows. Poor little thing.
We do have some favourite names lined up but the problem is that they're all very English and don't work very well in Texas. I mentioned our favourite name to a few people and it was almost unanimously disliked. The lady who cut my hair actually said 'Please don't do that to your child'. Oh dear.
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