Baby Blues...

Before I became pregnant, I was convinced I wanted a girl. After all, I know how girls grow up - I was one myself. Little boys are a mystery to me. I think they are wonderful and adorable, but I could not fathom how to raise one. But once I became pregnant, I was convinced it was a baby boy. My dreams of pink scrapbook pages with pretty flowers on them faded as I started to imagine a life of blue, yellow and green. I had been preparing myself for the baby to be a boy even though I hoped for a girl. And guess what? It's a boy! David is ecstatic, and honestly, so am I! I am not someone with much intuition, but for some reason, I just knew in my heart. It is so much more real to me now that we know for sure. We went to get the ultrasound on Monday the 13th, and we asked the sonographer to write down the gender. And we opened it at dinner at Evvia (see photo above). I cannot wait to meet my new baby face to face! We have spent the week debating the names since we had picked the name for a girl, but struggled with a boy's name. So now to thinking about our new baby's name. We have 4.5 more months to go, so we have plenty of time to argue about it... :)