And the Winner is....

On December 8, I had my 20 week ultrasound. We were all very excited to find out the gender of our little tie-breaker. I felt strongly that we had a boy headed our way, but I wasn't sure if he was coming this time or not. So many things about this pregnancy have been like when I was pregnant with Michael--irrational anger over silly things, a desire to flip people off while driving, wanting to swear all the time, that kind of thing.

But so many things about this pregnancy reminded me of when I was pregnant with Rachel--the fact that I was still feeling sick, even into my second trimester. How much energy I DON'T have. Top that off that Pete, who claims he's never wrong, boldly declared over Thanksgiving that I'm having a girl-- I really wasn't sure what we were having this time around. 

Michael really wanted to have a baby brother. But, he did say that he would be okay if he got another sister, because Rachel that would mean that Rachel could have a sister.

Rachel didn't have an opinion. She just got excited whenever we said, "Baby." She's obsessed with babies. 

It's been so long, I don't remember what Brian thought we were having. I want to say he thought boy, while I was thinking it would be a girl. Or at least, I was going to be okay if it was a girl, since that would mean at least one more pregnancy for that boy. 

Our baby was laying across my belly, and refused to let the tech get a good profile shot. This was the best we got:

We saw perfect little toes, arms, legs, lungs, heart, brain. It was so strange to have nothing odd show up in an ultrasound--first baby of ours that that has been the case. Ultimately, that's all Brian and I wanted anyway.

Finally, the telling parts showed up. It was pretty obvious. We looked at Michael. "You win today, Buddy. You're getting your brother!"

After finishing up and then seeing my OB, we headed to dinner to celebrate, and then to Target to pick out an outfit for our little man. We had a hard time deciding which one. We found all these cute ones:

 We originally planned to only get two, but between the four of us, we couldn't narrow it down to ONLY two, so we got four.

Since Baby Boy's room isn't ready yet, his clothes have been hanging out in a gift bag. Well, first, it was the Target bag, then the gift bag so it blended in better with Christmas. Every now and then, Rachel would find one of the sleepers and walk around the house cradling it, saying, "Baby Brother."

We're so excited to welcome this little guy home in April. He's one lucky guy to have these two as older siblings, and we feel blessed that everything so far has been looking good.