I got a call yesterday from our social worker in Utah.
"I want to talk to you about what the Dr found during an ultrasound."
My heart sunk. I feel like a gazillion scary possibilities flashed through my mind in the 2 seconds that it took for her to continue.
"Based on everything the Dr found today, the baby is a boy."
A BOY! A heathy, growing baby boy. No health concerns, no problems, but a boy.
Wait, not a girl?
We finally settled on a name.
I have been pinning hair products and braiding how to's for days!
We have pink and purple dresses and a gorgeous golden nursery planned.
But it's a boy!?
"Your birthmother is concerned that this will change your mind."
I explained to our social worker that we were only shocked at the change in gender and not disappointed. Nothing could make us feel any different about this baby being ours.
Only now we will be swimming in a lot less pink.
We are thrilled! A little brother for Sammy. He knew all along. He wished and wished for a brother even after we told him the baby was a girl (or so we thought!) When I told him that the baby was indeed a little boy he said, "I know, Mom. I was right."
He even had a name picked out from the get go and it will be so fun to tell our sweet baby boy, your big brother picked your name.
Although we were ecstatic for a little girl, we are equally excited for our little boy to arrive. We have a lot of items to return, and I'll be pushing aside my designs for "HER" beautiful nursery, but I am excited to bring home a little man who was always meant to be a part of our family.
Can't wait to see this cute foot in October!