We're Having a...

A couple of weeks ago I had my 16 week appointment.

I alternate every other visit with my doctor's PA, since he is so busy/ popular.

The PA was running behind, so I was the last patient at the hospital office.

She came in and said since she was so late, she would do an ultrasound.

The hospital's normal policy is 20 weeks for the ultrasound...

However, I was NOT going to pass up someone willingly offering to tell me what I was having 4 weeks early:)

WE ARE HAVING A GIRL!!!

I gathered a bunch of pink treats, and pink lemonade.

The local bakery tried to put "It's a Girl" on donuts for the kids.

I went downstairs to explain to the kids that if the treats were blue, we were having a boy...

But if they were pink, it was a girl.

I ran up the stairs to get my camera, and told the kids to come up.

Asher raced to the top of the stairs...

Then stopped dead in his tracks.

"Ugggh, it's pink... that means it's a girl"

(Say that sentence in your mind with all the sarcasm and slight incredulity a four year old can muster)

Asher's face when he asked me why the doctor couldn't tell me it was blue, and why it wasn't a boy or a puppy in my tummy:)

He got over it as he dove into the treats.

Abbie was excited that there would be a baby sister to play princess with...

and to wear matching dresses with. (We'll see about that one)

 Yesterday was the actual big 20 week ultrasound.

We took the kids so that they could see and understand more.

I had been telling Asher for a couple of weeks that they put a special jelly on my tummy.

He would ask why I need the jam on my stomach...

He thought they were spreading raspberry jam on my stomach to look at the baby.

The kid cracks me up.

Abbie was way more interested in the process.

She thought the blood pressure cuff was stealing my blood.

Then they actually drew some blood, and she was mesmerized.

When we got home, and I put on my styling new compression socks,

Abbie made me lay down and grabbed the toy doctor kit.

Asher shoved the toy vacuum hose in my mouth as my "oxygener"

Abbie told me not to move off of the gurney,

while she pretended to put jelly on my stomach with the toy shot.

Asher grabbed the ear inspection tool? and then used it as an ultrasound wand.

They told me to look at the baby on the invisible TV screen in the ceiling fan.

Then they used the stethoscope to "listen to the baby move."

It was a fun and cute moment to share with all my kids:)

Abbie is excited for a little sister...

Asher is warming up to the idea, especially when we remind him that he has two boy cousins...

and that girls can race with him too.

Extra bonus... No more heartburn or nausea!!!