Pink...or blue??

Right now Brad and I are waiting in suspense until 2:00pm, Wednesday April 13th. That is when we will discover if we are having a little boy or a little girl. Seriously, I have no idea how my parents (and parents before that) waited. I suppose they didn't know any different. However, I am a very impatient person when it comes to the rhelm of the unknown! I want to be able to call our baby by name...not just Baby V. or "it". I want to be able to design a nursery that is gender specific and buy clothes. The way I see it, we will be just as surprised at the ultrasound as we would be at the birth. In fact, I found the most adorable crib bedding (if it's a boy) and I'm hanging on to the receipt just in case it's a girl.

Of course, throughout the first half of the pregnancy you get the inevitable questions: "What are you hoping for...a boy or a girl?" And "What do you feel like you're having?" My response to the first question is the stereotypical, "Well, either is fine as long as it's healthy." But truth be told, I would love, love, love a little boy. And as far as the second question goes, we both feel strongly that it's a boy--but I wonder if that is only because we long for one.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to resent this little one if she turns out to be a girl. I'm sure that I won't be able to imagine it any other way. I have just always loved little boys and their mischevious spirits and their precocious grins. Mothers and sons have a tight, unexplainable bond, just like fathers and daughters do. I would wholeheartedly say that I am a "Daddy's girl" through and through. I would love to have a "Momma's boy". Not in the wimpy sense at all...but to raise a little boy into a man of character would be such a great accomplishment and joy.

I babysat for mostly boys over the years and always enjoyed all of the projects, the play fights, the video games, and the chaos, etc. I guess that just comes natural to me. I always loved my girls students to death, but always had a soft spot for my boys. And the thought of Brad doing father-son things with our boy like camping and fishing, baseball and Boyscouts just melts my heart.

If, in fact I am having a girl, I know that I may feel a little dissapointment (it sounds horrible, but I'm being honest), but I am confident I will quickly become thrilled at the prospect as well. It would be fun to have "girls nights", shop together, and have heart-to-heart talks. And hopefully we can enjoy the best of both worlds...spa days together, as well as camping at the beach. As long as she isn't prissy girly, I'm sure we'll get along just fine.

Whoever, he or she is, I know that God has a plan and a purpose for his or her life. And so I will remind myself of this before (and, if needed, after) the ultrasound. I am excited to get to know this little one and can't wait to have many adventures with it!