Drumroll....please.....
.......okay, just to add a little more suspense, here's my mom's reaction, who by the way, has been praying fervently for a baby granddaughter.
In the quiet of Christmas morning, the four of us sat down together to open the little red box. My heart was racing. I was prepared for God's best....
Another drumroll....will the sock be pink or blue? Micah is going to have a little....
BABY BROTHER!!! IT'S A BOY!!! My face simply says it all: I knew it! We're having another son. It is truly the best Christmas gift we could ever ask for.
So, how was the moment of truth? Well, as predicted, I did mourn a little throughout the day. The fixation on a little girl is somewhat ridiculous when I think four years ago, we weren't sure we could EVER have children. But, I gotta be honest. In these twenty weeks, I let myself think about how much fun it would be to have a daughter, a little girl that I could see myself in just as I see my husband in every move our boys make. A little girl whose long hair I could braid and who I could take shopping and play princesses with. A wedding I could have planned! Ha.
But it was ALL God because the disappointment faded quickly. Being the mom of two easy, loving, sweet, little boys who at this stage want their mommy all the time - I can't explain the special bond I have with Micah and Caelan, it warms my heart to know there will be a third little man. And for the three brothers, I see an adventure of capes and sabers and a time when these three men will be so close to each other that they will not only be brothers, but the best of friends.
I am happily surrendered. Patrick, of course, is STOKED!!! On to the sequel of Bringing Up Boys!