I get asked for 6+ weeks if it is a boy or girl. I even get a few, "Oh, you're not finding out?" I don't know if this happens because I tell early or show early or a combination of both. But it gets a little annoying. (Excuse my crazy pregnant tendency to get annoyed easily, oh wait, I do that anyways.) But today was the day to find out, finally! Dropped the kids off at a babysitters, got asked again what I was having and thought, 'that is the last time before I find out.' As we sat waiting for the ultrasound doctor,  I got a call from grandma asking boy or girl!

Moving on, the doctor checked to make sure baby was healthy and growing before she revealed the gender. As she was going along a few times I thought, yep it's a..... But I didn't say anything fearing I would sound stupid to the expert. In the end, I admit to being wrong the last month but right about what I thought I saw in the machine. It's a girl! Chad told me as we were leaving that he saw the infamous 3 lines also and thought that it was a girl. Says something to me that we both were able to see that because it wasn't that clear. I don't know what it says, but something. Like maybe we're getting too good at this. He was a little shocked, but I can't wait to see him hold another little princess. My friend says, "She will bring balance to the force."  I don't know about that, but I do know she will be exactly what this family needs. What I need. And we are what she needs. P.S. Patrick isn't so excited, but Auretta is thrilled! You're shocked admit it.