We went in for the ultrasound earrrrrly this morning. My appointment was at 7:30am, which was kind of killer because yesterday I (of course) got the first bad flu I've gotten since like high school and was throwing up all day long. Last night McKay even slept on the couch because he couldn't stop coughing and I could not get comfortable. But miraculously, we woke up, and were both able to shower and get to the doctor's office...EARLY...which is kind of another miracle in itself.
The ultrasound technition checked every single other thing before telling us the gender! It took sooooo long. Finally, she was checking the baby's stomach...so I knew we were getting close. All morning (and for the last few months) I have been telling myself we already know...we already know...it's going to be a girl! We even had a baby girl name picked out! This pregnancy has just been SO different than Jax's, so I thought for sure, the baby was going to be a girl. Plus the heartbeat was faster, and a couple other (unreliable) little things like that made me really really think we were having a girl. But THEN, my husband who seems to always point things out, even before the doctors said "umm...is that the...??!!" Yes it was. A boy private part. And the technician agreed with him and I just sat there in shock and excitement kind of thinking waittt...wait. what??!
We are so excited for another little boy. I can't believe we are going to have two sweet, hilarious little boys running around our house! I am so outnumbered now. But after having Jax, I truly think that little boys are the best thing in the whole entire world. I was going through pictures of Jax as a newborn this morning (so crazy to think about what this one will look like!) And look at those little pouty lips!
There are a few things we are worried about. McKay's #1 worry is having to go through another baby circumcision. I wasn't there for Jax's, which I am so grateful for. I am worried about what colors to do for the newborn pictures. For boys there are like...two options. And we are both worried about a name. We seriously have NO IDEA. I am worried about their missions. Because if they both leave when they are 18, I will be depressed for four straight years. And the other thing I am worried about is them moving away to where their wive's families are from. That just seems like what most boys do. If I have all boys, will I be the favorite grandma to any of my grandchildren?
Anyways we could not be happier! Oh, and baby boy is measuring big. So they bumped my due date up four days! YAYYYY!!!