Two week ago we had our anatomy scan. I was so excited that I could barely sleep. I swear I was up every two hours…tossing and turning. For some reason, knowing the gender of our baby made my pregnancy real.
Paul and I had joked about what we were having. Our friends loved the thought that it would be a little girl, so Paul would be broke for the rest of his life. I too thought maybe I was carrying a girl, because I was so sick during the first trimester. I then read, that when the back of your hands are dry it means you are carrying a boy. The way we looked at it we had a 50 50 chance of one or the other. We didn’t care what was between its legs; we just want a healthy, happy baby.
The big day came and I was so excited. I work up early and laid in bed praying and thinking about our child and how our lives were changing forever. When we walked into the ultra sound room, I looked and Paul and smiled. He was so excited he could barely sit down! Right off the bats the nurse pointed at the screen, there is your little boy! I thought Paul was going to jump for joy. The nurse was amazing walking us through the entire scan, checking his spine, heart, brain, kidneys, legs, arms and feet. We could even spot his little cerebellum developing. He was healthy and a big little boy, already measuring a week ahead of schedule based on his weight.
That Friday we had planned to have our family and some friends down to have a party to reveal the gender. It was great getting to celebrate this special time with our family and friends. Both our moms tried their hardest to get us to spill the news, but we made it!
Below is the video from the big announcement and photos from the scan.