We're having a GIRL!!!! The funny part is that although I was totally happy with whatever we were going to have, I guess I kind of thought that we were having a boy, because I was kind of more surprised than I thought I'd be. But now that it has had time to sink in (even though I am still in complete denial that I am pregnant although halfway through this pregnancy) a girl couldn't be more perfect! My sister and I are 3 years apart and these girls will be 2 years and 8 months apart. I can honestly say that I didn't always treat my sister as well as I should have growing up, but that I wouldn't trade having my sister for anything in the whole world. I think that God knows exactly what sibling we need and I needed a sister. There is something so special about a sister bond. I wouldn't trade my girlfriends for anything, but there is still something special about a sister that is even different and I am so grateful that Taylor will have the opportunity to experience that. I thought when all was said and done that Dustin may have been a little sad and wanted a boy, but he is just as excited if not more about having another girl. With Quique, (the girl lab) he's definitely outnumbered now!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
It's A...
When you are trying to get pregnant for a long time and you keep thinking, 'this is the month', you start thinking, maybe dreaming is the more proper terminology of how you're going to tell your husband; at least I did. There were so many months that I was so convinced that I was pregnant. If my chest felt slightly more tender or I had headaches; honestly you grasp onto ANYTHING! Anyway, my point being that I had dreamt so many scenarios as to how I would tell Dustin that I was pregnant and of course, I never got to use any of them. In fact, I was so convinced that I was pregnant with IVF the first time that I lied to him about when my blood test was so that I could surprise him. Of course that completely backfired when I had to call him on the phone at work sobbing because they had told me I pretty much wasn't pregnant, (when in fact I was pregnant 2 days later). My point being I wanted to do something a little more special when finding out the sex of our baby. I am not one that can wait until the birth of the baby. I would never want one thing different in terms of Taylor, but all of that was more than enough to handle the first time around, that I don't need any surprises or lack of preparation the second time around. She was enough to last me a lifetime and beyond!
So... Liz gave me an awesome idea! Dustin and I had an ultrasound appointment on the 30th. We decided not to find out the sex of the baby at the appointment. Instead we asked them not to tell us and to just write it down and put it in a sealed envelope. And actually, the thing we cared about the most at the appointment was that everything was okay, especially after the fact that my sister in law, Brooke found out that she had lost her baby at the appointment just 6 months or so before, so they made sure to show us the heartbeat first which put me at ease. And everything else seems to be looking good so far, so honestly, that was most important. Anyway, I took the envelope to a store. I picked out a girl outfit and a boy outfit. AKA a pink University of Utah onsie and a red one. I went up to the cashier and gave them the envelope and asked them to open the envelope and ring up the correct outfit. The man was almost confused and then was almost nervous that I wanted him to be the first one to look at the envelope. He packaged up the onsie with the envelope and when I came to sign the receipt I just asked him to cover up the price because there was a $1 differential and his reply was "I'm already one step ahead of you, just in case you were a math whiz". And there you had it. My plan was to do this for a romantic dinner for Dustin's birthday, but between my dad being in town and Dustin out of town for work and then a trip we had to Disneyland, the only time we had was our night in Vegas on the way to Disneyland so it was a family affair. Taylor of course is not good at restaurants, which totally stresses me out, but it still made for a wonderful evening.
So I let the birthday boy open the present and tada...
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