Thursday, July 9, 2015

Baby Number 2: Finding out the Gender

I left off HERE, at the ultrasound appointment. We were right where I had guessed we were, 5 months along. I still couldn't believe that we were not only PREGNANT but were actually at the point where we could find out the gender!

With Penny, the day we found out we were expecting, I started saying "she". I just had that gut feeling you hear all about. I couldn't fathom her being anything but a her. Don't get me wrong, I would have been thrilled with a boy, but I just knew she was Penny from literally day one. With this baby, the day we found out we were pregnant, I thought baby was a "she". I told David I wasn't sure if I truly thought that, or if I was just used to having a she from Penny. The next day rolled around, and I started feeling more movements, except I knew that was our little baby that time. And it was as if a light switch went off. It was a "he". I just felt it in my gut that we had a little man in there, a little brother. From then on (you know, all 3 days between then and our ultrasound appointment) we said "he". I had the same certainty as before. It was a boy, and I couldn't fathom him being anything else.

So, here we are:

"20're five months along! And I can definitely tell you the gender!"
"Really?! We both think he is a boy!"
"Well, there is a boy in there! You're both right!"

I immediately looked at David, he was beaming. We haven't gotten to see this sweet little boys face yet, but we already know: the love for a daughter and a son is so different from one another, so incredibly unique.

You have a love for your sweet, precious daughter. Your little girl. You want so badly to protect her and her little heart. Someone you want to raise to know how worthy she is, how loved she is, and to know how incredibly precious of a girl/young lady/woman she is. Someone that has strength and confidence in who they are, and tenderness in their heart. Someone full of compassion. Someone that is welcoming and loving to every person they meet.

And you have love for your sweet son. I barely have been a mother to a son at this point, but David and I want to raise him to be a man. A man after God's own heart, and man that leads the way God designed him to, a man who is humble, and loving, and is brave, and courageous. Respectful and sensitive, and strong in his beliefs. Basically, I want him to be like his dad.

While We had (have) several girl names we adore, we both had a more difficult time coming up with a name for our little boy. 

1 comment:

  1. just starting reading your blog again. I love this post! Congrats to you and your husband.