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Do you remember that feeling you used to get on Christmas Eve? The one where you would lie in bed for hours wondering and thinking about the following morning? So giddy and anxious to get the show on the road? That was Jon and myself nights before finding out the gender. My appointment wasn't until 3 that afternoon. I had clinic that morning and lecture to sit through and an hour drive from Weatherford to endure before getting the ultrasound. Man, I never knew you had to drink SO much water before you went in and you couldn't go to the bathroom until after! 3:30 rolled around and let me tell you, you would have found one MAD pregnant woman with a full bladder pacing, doing the pee dance, and eyes locked on the door for her name to be called. I was very uncomfortable, and my patience was failing. What's even worse was Jon was happily sitting next to me playing Sudoku on his phone, sipping on a Sonic drink, just having a swell time.
Well, we finally got called back. They went through all the anatomy of the baby. Some things I could see, others, just another blob. Our sweet little technician asked if we wanted to know the gender or not, and as non-chalantly as possible Jon and I both said, "Sure, yeah." But inside I was screaming, "Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"
Pull out the bows! We have a little girl on board! I had a 'hunch' that it was a girl. No rational behind it, but for some reason, I just thought a baby girl was growing. Jon is excited, but absolutely terrified, like every other first time father of a girl I presume. We both LOVE knowing we can call 'it' a 'her' and our 'daughter.' The technician said she was having a tough time seeing the gender at first because she was sitting with her legs crossed. Already being a lady! Way to go little one!
We had picked up a picture frame that was made for an ultrasound that said "Love at first sight." We put a profile pic in it and let the grandmas open it together over dinner. Either way I think they still would have reacted the same. Those two are going to spoil this little chica rotten. We already have plans this weekend to go to Affair of the Heart this weekend. Lord help our bank accounts. It is going to be VERY difficult to refrain from buying things.
Based off the measurements they bumped my due date up to June 25th. I am happy about that. I'm wanting as much time at home with her as possible before I need to return to school.
It was a good good day today.
Blessed,
Sarah