When Marine and I went to the doctor to find out the gender of the baby we were still up in the air about if we even wanted to know.
By the time we got to the office however I was convinced I wanted to know. Marine was not.
As we sat in the waiting room we were still debating.
"If it's a girl you buy breakfast, if it's a boy I'll buy breakfast." I tell Marine with a smile. Everyone had me convinced it was a boy anyway so I figured I could at least bribe Marine with breakfast.
We were finally called back and as I lay reclined on the examination table watching the monitor as the ultra sound technician rubbed the wand around on my belly. Marine was facing me as he watched the monitor the technician was viewing and I viewed the one on the wall behind him.
I watch, as the little baby moves around, memorized and still astounded that we are actually having a baby.
"Well hello little girl" the tec says.
Marine's mouth drops and then he starts smiling broadly.
And what do I do? Open my big mount of course! "Are you sure?"
The tec laughs, "Pretty sure. Why?"
I laugh, "Well everyone has had us convinced with the when I was pregnant stories and old wives tales that it was a boy."
Now the tec laughs and says, "Those can be right but not all the time. Definitely a little girl here."
I won't lie I was thrilled at the idea of a girl! I mean I have a Barbie house my Grandpa built me when I was a little girl along with every Nancy Drew hardback ever written. I'm prepared for a little girl.
I would have been happy with either a boy or a girl..... but deep down I have always wanted a little girl.
Now comes the hard part of selecting a name, nursery things, etc.
And can you believe it's been 6 months?
That's right! She will be here in in a little over 3 months.
With the long work hours it feels like there is never enough time to get everything done but I know it will all fall into place :)
Let the adventure begin!