I have a few introductions this morning...
I have no cute pictures for you or interesting reveal photo shoot. ...but I do have the desire to share my heart a little bit. SO. Here is the deal. We have three boys. You have met them here before on the blog. I don't share their names, but I like to call them Red, Rex and Lincoln. Red is our oldest, full of boyishness and creativity and the entrepreneurial spirit of his mama and papa. Rex is our sweet thing, with a tendency towards soft blankies and cuddle time. He is our emotionally sensitive guy and he is the one that you want to cuddle up on a couch with and read with. Lincoln? He is our firebomb. He is Red, but with a daredevil streak. Before the age of 1, he had ran out into the road and sat down on the double yellow AND climbed up to the top of the roof (and again, sat down like nothing was amiss.). It is a wonder he is not caged.
So why on Earth would we "try" again? Did we REALLY think with our odds there would be a girl? Am I SERIOUSLY going to break my body again with pregnancy. We JUST got our youngest pooping in the potty. Are we SERIOUSLY DOING THIS?!
Well, yes we are thanks to a trip to Mexico.
What will I do with four boys? Will it even make a difference at this point? Will another little boyish pipsqueak change up the dynamics or will he be the 4th in route to a full basketball team?
Well, we will never know.
We will never know because we are officially done with boys. This is our last biological baby, and perhaps our last baby period and heavens to Betsy - IT IS A GIRL!
The ultrasound tech double checked - oh I dunno - SIX times because we kind of didn't believe her. (In fact, a tiny bit of me thinks we will get to the delivery room and SURPRISE! It's actually a boy!!) However, she checked and checked and by all appearances, there is a tiny little girl in there. She made me sick as a dog the first trimester (which has not happened before) and those little baby kicks DO seem to be gentler than the karate kicks the boys were throwing at me, so I am *this* close to being convinced that it is 100% a girl.
Am I excited?You could say that. Perhaps more telling are the baskets and baskets of girly clothes that are piling up in her room already. ...well I take that back. Perhaps more telling are the bags of girly clothing I am dragging up from the basement that I have been collecting for 8 years now. Yes, eight years I have been picking up little dresses and pink ballet shoes when they are at a price too cheap to pass up. Perhaps I knew someday we would have a girl -- one way or another. Perhaps I was just hopeful. In any case, she will be arriving soon and she will be dressed to the nines (and yes in ALL PINK as long as she lets me) and we will have some SERIOUS girly fun.
What will her name be?Well, as I decided long ago with the boys, I won't be sharing her full name here, but you will know her as Penny or Poppy. That is her nickname(s) and there will be plenty of crafty projects to go along with it. ...and YES, again, that name has been on the tip of our tongues for eight years now. In fact, my attempt at creativity last week circled mainly around her nickname...had you guessed?
Why has it taken so long??
What will the nursery look like?
...but that is not all...
Meet our newest family members here at the Nest!