Overdue Update!!

Where shall I begin? A lot has happened since my last entry. One of the biggest and most important things I would like to discuss would be my husband and I finding out the sex of our baby. What an experience. I could only hope to grasp the amazing feeling in this blog.

I will begin by explaining the knot in my stomach the morning of my doctors appointment. Keep in mind that by this point it had been close to 2 months since my last appointment to my high risk doctor. Only because I was being followed up by my OBGYN, whom I have to say, would not tell me the sex of the baby because he felt my high risk physician should be the one to reveal. Grrr! You can imagine the impatience that grew within me. Putting that aside, I think I did pretty well being patient. Although, my husband might disagree. So, it's the morning of the visit and I get to the appointment an hour early. Desperate you think? Good thing I did because not more than 10 minutes later they called me in. My legs felt so weak I am still amazed at how I made it into the the ultrasound room. My husband at this point felt the need to express that the soul reason of us having this appointment was to find out the sex. As the ultrasound tech laughed, she continued to explain that there are many other things she needs to look for before she would tell us what we are having. In the hopes, of course, that the baby is in a position for them to tell. Well, I would have to say that she was not kidding. She took what felt like a lifetime examining every little part of this baby. Everything from counting fingers and toes to the chambers of the heart to the size of the brain. Almost an hour later, my husband was ready to pay the tech to just tell us what it was when, at last, she asked if we were ready to find out. AHHH! Music to our ears! Now, before I tell you what it is, let me explain what we thought it was going to be.

I, from day one, felt in my soul that it was going to be a boy. I never shied away from it. It just felt right. I also always wanted to have a boy first for the simple reason of having the big brother concept in my soon to be family. My husband, of course, wanted a boy, but somehow had the feeling that it was going to be a girl. He was never able to explain why he felt that way but I guess it was that same feeling I had about it being a boy. Everyone I came in contact with swore I was having a boy with the exception of my mom. She was willing to bet anything that I was having a girl. Hmmm. Interesting odds. Don't you think? Girl=2 Boy=1 million. Ok, enough of that, back to the doctors office now for the reveal.

Needless to say, our response to the Tech's question whether we were ready or not was, YES! So, she goes on to searching for the crucial parts, when she stops and asks if we have a guess. I say boy and hubby says girl. All of a sudden the entire screen turns blue and she says, "Congratulations, you are having a BOY!!!"

I couldn't do anything but cry. I lost it. I was, for the first time in my life, speechless. I had goosebumps from head to toe. After the initial sensation of emotion, my first thought was to look at my husband. I did so to find him with his head in his left hand as his right hand wiping away the tears. It was truly a moment in time that was so special.

Proud, elated, excited, shocked, scared, nervous, curious. I can't even begin to explain the feelings and thoughts running through my mind. Due, in part, to being a first time mom, beginning a new chapter in my life and the fear of not being successful in these. As you may have read in my previous blogs, everything happens for a reason. I truly believe I am being blessed with the opportunity of being a mom, a wife and an all around good human being. I am humbled by the honor of the chance given to me to do so.

I will close by saying I will keep you posted on my progress in motherhood, marriage and life in general. Thank you for reading! Stay tuned....