It's a.....

Today Rob and I were able to take our two oldest children to the hospital with us for the long awaited 20 week ultrasound (although I'm only 19 weeks).  We kept it a secret from (most) everyone because it had become such a huge deal (of course!) that we wanted to be able to digest the news (especially if baby happened to be another boy) and be able to tell people on OUR terms instead of being overwhelmed with well wishing calls/texts/e-mails/etc on other people's terms.

Everything went well.  Baby looks good.  Measuring on date.  And the cutest and most wiggly thing I've ever seen.  The kids were fascinated and quite enjoyed themselves (for like 10 minutes...then the interest started wearing off).  

After holding my breath for what seemed like hours (probably only 20-30 minutes or so), the tech started measuring the legs and moving more towards "the down belows".  I watched with a keen eye.  I mean, I've seen plenty of little boy parts in my time and was able to catch Kian's gender specifying parts long before the tech had even taken the time to actually "look" for sure.

I'm not gonna lie.  I just wasn't seeing anything.  But I didn't want to get my hopes up.  

I eventually leaned over to the (in my mind, dawdling) tech and asked, "So...do you have an idea?"

"Yeah....I think I do"

 "I do too but I'm afraid to say.  All I DO have to say is that IF this baby IS a boy, he must not be as "well endowed" as any of my others."

She smiled.

Now the time of reckoning.....

Shot after shot after shot of "between the legs" and I'm still not seeing anything.  Not totally unusual since baby was keeping it's legs pretty close together and wiggling like mad.  Modest little thing. 

And then there it was.  The perfect shot.

"There you go.  There it is.  See those three white lines?"

"NO WAY!  NO WAY!"

The room erupts into a chorus of "What?  What is it?" (from the boys and Rob, of course) and I'm thinking...."Hello!  Where have you been?"

Anyway....so yeah....

  and we couldn't be happier.

The boys were giggling.  Rob was BEAMING (still is)!  And me....totally in shock.  Still can't believe it.

Best part of the day....

I drop Rob off at work.  Before he get's out of the car he says, "Man, I feel like I just wanna chest bump someone (ha ha ha....so cute)!" 

"You can chest bump me if you want (a huge sacrifice for someone in my state.  Um...OUCH!)."

So....as I'm walking around the car to get into the driver's seat he goes in for the bump.....what the heck....let's do this thing.  A sacrifice worth making.

Afterwards he throws his arms around me in a big bear hug before he saunters into the building with the hugest smile on his face.

I think someone already has her daddy wrapped around her finger.  I think he's in love.

To be continued......