No Pink For You!

Well, it's official... we are having a third boy!  We went in for an ultrasound yesterday and there was, again, no mistaking the gender of this baby.  :)  I was really anxious when we first got into the room, but once I saw the baby on the screen I calmed down a lot.  The ultrasound tech knew that I was hoping for a girl, but she waited until almost the end to look at the privates.  She started up with his head measuring his brain, looking at his nose and mouth, etc. and then worked her way down the body.  As she got closer to the other end I was studying the screen hard to see if I could pick it out, and then... there it was.  I said, "Oh, I think I see it," and the tech looked at me with a little frowny face and said, "Yes... it's a boy.  I'm sorry!" And I know that she didn't mean that in a bad way, she just knew that I was really hoping to see a different organ there!  There's, of course, nothing to be upset or sorry about.  The baby looks very healthy, and what a blessing that is!  You know how it is, though, when you're really hoping for something to happen and it doesn't turn out the way you hoped... there is a period of disappointment no matter how much you know that you shouldn't feel disappointed.    

I was thinking this morning about why I really wanted a girl, and most of the reasons are silly - like pigtails and bows and cute clothes and tea parties and cheerleading, etc.  But then there's the other thing that haunts me - my boys growing up and getting married and not needing me or wanting to see me anymore.  And isn't that selfish and silly of me to worry about!  They're supposed to grow up and get married and not need me anymore!!  I just thought that if I had a girl, at least she would always want and need her Mom to go to for advice and to chat with and to talk to about random things.  But then this morning I was thinking about all of the friends I have who aren't really close with their moms and I tried to remind myself that just because I have a great relationship with my mom doesn't guarantee that if I had a girl she and I would always be really close.  I know lots of ladies who see their in-laws more and actually get along better with their mothers-in-law than their own moms.  I'll just have to pray and pray that my boys marry sweet, loving women who will want to include us in their lives.  And that Phil and I will raise our boys to love and respect us and want to maintain close relationships with us.  And that we can see them for at least a few holidays!  :)

I know that this is God's will and I'm going to trust that He knows best.  And look what He has created!!

Isn't that a beautiful profile??  We're trying to decide who he looks more like. We compared Jackson's and Emmett's ultrasound profiles to his and Phil thinks he has more of Emmett's face shape. It will be neat to see who he looks more like in person!

And check out these adorable feet!  I love, love, love baby feet... even in ultrasound pictures.  

And here's kind of a creepy picture.  Head on he still kind of looks skeleton-like through the ultrasound.  Here he's on his side and his mouth is open.  We think he kind of looks like the Scream Halloween mask!  :)

And here's my favorite picture, even if the tech did spell "thumb" wrong.  :)  He's saying, "It's okay, Mom!  I'm going to be the sweetest baby boy ever!  We are going to have so much fun!  And I promise not to draw on your white couch and come home for Christmas at least every other year!"  :)

We love him so much already!