I'm a sucker for milestones. I know that life is full of them, and they are all unique to themselves. One first kiss. One first day of High School. One wedding day. And only a handful of babies.Which is why I was totally bummed when Mr. Clean had an important meeting yesterday morning and had to miss the long anticipated 20 week baby appointment. But I asked my 90 year old Mema to join, because this would be a milestone for her too-- the first time she has ever seen a sonogram.
I'm also a sucker for savoring these milestone moments. Every feeling and thought I want soaked up and savored. Which is why I have this blog and no longer have to keep folded up pieces of paper in a decorated shoe box under my bed.
Yesterday, I found out that life is about to get very interesting in the Lee household. Yesterday, I found out that we are about to be blessed with a little girl. My husband, the one with the hard exterior, is over the moon and beaming... just like any daddy of a little girl should be. Honestly, I was thinking another little boy would be great! And frankly, I didn't think I'd be so blessed to have one of each. So, my first thought when the tech showed me that our baby was a girl was "Lord, you are too good to me" and then I thought "I hope Mr. Clean sells a lot of light bulbs (or whatever it is that he does sell)" because I'm about to buy every bow, every legging, every bloomer, and every smocked dress this side of the Mason-Dixon line.....seriously. I'd be lying if I didn't say I was just as excited as my husband. Because, girlfriend, I am. I'm so excited that our rough and tumble home will made softer by the presence of ribbons and curls. And even though we will have some "fun times" in about 13 years, I know that my girl will be around even when my boy decides to get married and leave me....WAHHH!!!!! Thank heaven for little girls, I know I am!
But in all fairness...we were prepared for this baby to be a boy too and would have been thrilled.