It's a...

For the last few weeks everyone has been asking me the same question, "do you have a gut feeling as to what you are having?" And my answer has always been the same "not really."And that was pretty much an honest answer. Can you really have a gut feeling? There is a 50/50 chance of having a boy or a girl, so the odds are pretty good in your gut feelings favor, right?

So I didn't really have a gut feeling either way, but I had feelings about this baby being a boy or a girl of course, and a secret desire (well, not so secret) for it to be one over the other. I felt guilty having these feelings because of course I will love this child unconditionally no matter what sex it is.

Of course I have thought about it non stop over the last 18 weeks...

I have a girl. I know girl parts, I love all the girliness that comes with being a girl. I have an amazing wardrobe ready for a baby girl. I love seeing my husband interact with our daughter. The thought of my daughter having a sister to grow up with, someone girly to play with, a possible best friend...warms my heart. I love saying "the girls..." But then there is the fact that I already have a girl, who is my "baby girl" or my "best girl in the world," as I sometimes call her. And I have a younger brother, and love the dynamic between a girl and a boy.

And if it was a boy we would have one of each - a complete set. I have always wanted to see a little clone of my husband running around (not that M looks like me really, but one can dream.) I love the relationship between a son and a mother, and would love to experience that. But then there are the boy parts, and the crazy rowdiness that comes with little boys. And the fact I love dressing up a little girl, and making her tutus and barrettes...what would I make for a little boy? It just seems so foreign to me, as I only have experience with little girls.

So I knew going into my 18 week ultrasound this morning that I would be both happy and a little disappointed no matter what the outcome. My husband went into it knowing that we would be told we were having a girl. He has said since the day we started to try and get pregnant that he knew he would have 2 girls. I on the other hand was nervous as hell as I had such mixed emotions with either outcome, but I was so excited to finally found out.

And we found out it's a...

It's a girl! In case these cryptic photos didn't give it away. Damn is it hard to get a toddler to sit still, and hold balloons, and smile...

When we told M about having a baby sister she looked at us and said "no thank you!" She has a couple months to get used to the idea, but I am already excited looking at new nursery decor!