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 For the past several months, I have been certain that we were having a girl. Literally only two people out of hundreds have guessed "boy". Even my witch doctor and acupuncturist confidently stated that we were having a girl. I was pretty positive too because my pregnancy has been SO different this time around. I figured that was a sign of the opposite gender. The first time I even threw up was only because I had the flu.

 I've been worried that if this is the last time we can get pregnant and we had another boy--I'd never get my baby girl. I was really hoping for a girl, I'd be lying if I said otherwise. The night before our ultrasound, I had a vivid dream about our baby boy. It was so real and I just knew that was HIM. It was the perfect preparation. On the way to the ultrasound I told Danny I knew it was a boy. I just knew...and I was genuinely happy about it. I'm sure he thought I was crazy and I think he was still secretly thinking it was a girl. I'm sure lots of people I've talked to before the ultrasound are worried that I'm disappointed about having a boy but Heavenly Father knows what is best for our family and also--how can I be disappointed in having a healthy baby? I've been praying for a baby for YEARS. There is no reason to be sad! We are all thrilled.

I was a nervous wreck in the waiting room because I have been anxious to know that despite my meds, the baby looked healthy and that everything looked normal. My heart rate and blood pressure were crazy high before we got started so we decided to do it again AFTER the ultrasound. That made all the difference in the world because things looked perfect afterwards. Phew.



























I was so happy to see each little body part even if it was just something as simple as the gallbladder. That's important too! We were only about a minute into the ultrasound when Danny and I were both pretty sure we recognized what we were looking at. He wasn't shy at all, let's just put it that way. I wasn't surprised at all and Danny's jaw dropped. It was pretty cute. I loved watching him "dance" around and I can't get enough of the heartbeat. The doc was able to get a great profile shot of him once he finally moved to the right position and we brought home about 12 pictures and a 30 minute DVD which we have already watched :) Originally I was told by Dr. Froerer that this would be a 3D ultrasound which we were excited about but the tech at the Maternal Fetal Medicine clinic said unless they saw something worrisome they probably wouldn't. We actually tried at the end to get a 3D shot of the face just for fun but the placenta was covering up his face at that point and we couldn't get a clear picture. Dah well.

I had a great conversation with the doc and have considered transferring to a high risk doctor for my care. At this point, I'll continue with Dr. Froerer until either he or I feel uncomfortable with how things are progressing. At this point, I'm happy to report that everything looks fabulous.

Now the real fun can begin with choosing a name. We haven't talked much about names and we did have a girl name we both liked but nothing was set in stone. We have pretty different taste in names so it might take 19 more weeks to decide on something!

I've been wanting to do a fun "reveal" once we found out the gender of this baby but honestly, when it came down to it, I just got lazy. I had looked here and there on Pinterest and had some fun ideas in mind but after the ultrasound appointment (which was about 2 hours long) I was so exhausted and I wasn't feeling up to anything more than a phone call to Cole and then group texts to our families. It got the job done. Cole just giggled when we told him. He was surprised too. He'd been thinking he was having a sister.

We drove to Little American downtown and checked into a beautiful hotel room to spend the night celebrating our anniversary 2 months late. This deserves its own post!