When You Think You Know...




The baby's nose is practically touching the placenta in this pic

 

You might have heard me say this before, but when I got pregnant with L I felt the strongest male presence.  Because of that I thought I was having a boy.  I was just as sick with L's pregnancy as with M's, so when I found out L was actually a girl I was surprised, but it wasn't a huge shock.  It was kind of like, "Oh, well that makes sense."  I was confused about the male presence I felt though.  My mom told me later that we probably did have a son up there, and he wanted to make sure we knew he was up there because my pregnancies were so hard I wouldn't want to do it again.  That proved true in many ways.  After she was born I had no desire to have another baby, but figured the desire would return.  I felt there was a boy that was suppose to come to our family...and I was afraid there might be a girl too.  I was afraid that the boy would wait around until all the girls got her to make sure our family was complete before he came along.  That was my feeling, but I've been wrong about things so often that it's not even funny.

This in a front view where they look like aliens...but if you can make it out you'll see the baby is yawning.

This pregnancy has been really different.  REALLY different.  I was still really sick in the beginning, but it wasn't quite as severe.  I lost my taste for sweets, which for me is something.  At about 14 weeks the nausea let up a lot.  I could eat more and craved more salty, substantial things.  Then I got bronchitis and all that went down hill.  Really sick.  Life sucked.  Anyways, once the brunt of that illness passed the nausea let up a lot again.  Things have been a lot better.  I still get really nauseated, need medication and get sick, but things overall are much much better.  Honestly, we've known the gender of this baby from the start.  We both knew it was a boy.  We only talked about boy names and planned for a boy. 

Our crystal clear image of a girl!

When we had our ultrasound today and found out it was a GIRL we were floored...me more so than Mr. N.  I just couldn't believe it.  All day I've been saying, "I just can't believe its a girl!"  Talk about surprise.  Mr N was so funny.  He totally had an "Ice Age 3" experience (remember Sid, "it's a boy!"  "That's the tail"  It's a girl!")  When they were doing the ultrasound he said to himself, 'yup, a boy...oh wait that's the umbilical cord...'  I saw the image and though, 'where's his boy part?'  Then it occurred to me and I thought, 'No way, another girl!  I just don't know how to look at these things obviously...'  Nope.  The technician confirmed, "It's a Girl!"  Really, anyway you look at it its positive.  My body is obviously handling a female pregnancy, which gives me HOPE that if we do try for a boy one more time I won't be as sick.  It won't be for a while though.  Our family will need a nice long break from sickness.  Plus we have ALL the bedding and clothing we could need.  Another huge plus.  We are excited.  We were hoping for a boy because it would mean we were done.  But oh well.  The Lord knows what he's doing.

So there you have it.  As Mr. N said, "Yeah, just throw one more girl on the pile!"