I have to admit I'm kinda bummed. I'm sure I will feel better by the end of this post. I just need to sort out the mess in my noggin. Does it really matter the sex of your child? Are there certain people who are better raising one or the other or is it truly fate? Is there something I am supposed to learn from this little guy in my womb? I wanted to write this post all excited and happy announcing we were having a girl, but sometimes I guess the Lord knows what we need more than we do ourselves. So, I am announcing instead, and getting used to the idea more every minute that:
We are having a boy!!!
(Exclamation points do wonders in situations like these!!!!)
Even though my heart stings a little bit, the practical side of me is weighing in all the money I will be saving on toys and clothes and how he will have little brother playmates at home and thinking about how even more special the relationship I have with Emily will be in the future. I had a heart to heart with her about it after getting home from the ultrasound (as much for me as for her) and I told her, "If I had to pick only
one girl in the whole world to come to our house, I would pick you!" and she responded drolly "I've known that my whole life." Not exactly the response I was expecting, but it made me feel good at least she knew where she stands. She will always hold a special place in my heart. As do all my boys. I just hope that I have as wonderful daughter-in-laws as my in-laws have. :D
Everyone is asking me if I'm still think I'm done. For anyone who's been pregnant, you know that the answer is almost always YES while still carrying a child. I don't want to eat my words later, so I'm staying safe and saying "probably because I really want to be" and leaving the rest up to you know who. (and it's not Dan!) I
will say that if
I could have a guarantee that all my pregnancies would be this easy and I wouldn't have any other, ahem, discomforts, I would certainly be up for more children. I just love the little babies. But on the other hand, I'm ready and excited for the next stage of life. So far, I have loved something about every age. (remind me I said this when I have a house full of teenagers!)
So, there's my ramblings and I feel a lot better now about this whole thing. It's good to not get what you want every once in a while. It makes you reflect on all the wonderful things you
do have and how blessed you are to have healthy children, regardless of their gender. Heaven forbid I get spoiled! hee hee (maybe that's exactly what "heaven" is doing!)
Bring on the blue!
(and isn't her little bambino adorable?)
And this is Lindsay, aka the one and only DJ Hatz. We go all the way back to "the BYU." Spending time with her simply makes one happy. I love it. I don't get to see this beauty often, but that makes our reunions all the sweeter. She's a heartbreaker--when she was getting in her car, Sam was getting his boots on and started crying and said, "but mommy, I was going to go with her!" It's always a party when she's around. 
