Sugar and Spice

Well, folks...we are having a baby GIRL due in January! Two little girls. Sisters. AH we are just so thrilled. We were called to come in for the scan on Wednesday as opposed to the 29th due to scheduling problems. No problem here! We were so excited to get to come in and check this baby out. The scan was AMAZING. First of all, Maternal Fetal Medicine at St. Francis is wonderful. The staff is warm, helpful, and very enthusiastic, which I think, is much needed when you are expecting. Nancy, my midwife, has been using them for anatomy scans forever, so they are very comfortable working with her patients.

This scan was much different than the scan I had with Lula. First of all, I wasn't flooded with worry that they would find markers for Down's. Secondly, I had my husband there! Ryan was in Alaska when I had the Level III with Lula, so I was SO excited to have him there, and he felt the same. The woman who performed the ultrasound was wonderful too. She showed us everything, pointed everything out for us to see. She answered questions, and was overall very professional, but warm. I actually got to SEE the scan this time...they don't show you the scan on level III's. The guy last time didn't talk to us at all, only to tell us the sex. I just felt very involved this time, and it was just what I needed.

The scan was incredibly clear. They said they were spoiled, that they never get scans this clear. I mean, you could see everything. She went ahead and attributed that to me being "thin". I wanted to laugh out loud. I feel anything but thin right now. I made sure she commented on that one more time before I left. (LOVE her already). Right when the woman showed me the two little white lines, I knew it was a girl, even before she said it. Looked just like Lula. Instantly a smile was plastered on my face and a few tears ran down too. A girl.

Girl Bits

The doctor said her heart was beautiful and very strong. Everything looked fabulous. It was amazing seeing her mouth open and close. Seeing her fingers and toes move. Watching her punch, and then feeling it at the same time. Totally trippy. Ryan's like, "I can't believe all that is going on inside you." Me either. I had this total I AM WOMAN moment laying there. I mean, I can build people. I MAKE humans. I also make milk to feed humans. Sorry guys, but no man can top that. Not even close. Hear me roar.

You know in my last post when I said I bet my heart will grow a few sizes bigger the day of the scan? Well. It grew, and then burst. And then grew again. And, it had nothing to do with the fact that the baby is a girl. Just seeing my little bunny moving around, growing inside me, and already absolutely beautiful, just put me over the moon. Having Ryan there, watching him watch in absolute awe...just priceless. These girls are just going to love him. There isn't a better daddy for these two dolls.

I will say...yes. I am so happy it's a girl. This smile hasn't left my face since we walked out of there yesterday morning. A good friend of mine sent me a hilarious text saying that I don't have to tackle the boy "bits and pieces" quite yet. And for that, I am grateful. Growing up, I always said I wanted 8 boys. All boys. I think it's because I know what I was like growing up...and to be honest, I didn't want to deal with that shit. I told my mom yesterday that I am getting a slow start to that dream. She pointed out how interesting it is that our dreams, goals, and ideas change and morph as you get older. I never saw myself as a mother of girls. Karma, I think. And I couldn't be happier.

I feel like I can take a big breath now. We know she is healthy and thriving. We know she is a she. Now I can sit back, get huge, and think of names....hmmmmm names. Ryan and I have 4 that we both like. I am contemplating blogging about it and getting feedback...but then again...Ryan and I aren't exactly one's to choose more common or widely accepted names. Hence Lula (we've been told that her name sounds like a type of cheese, or a cow name...I actually find those kinda funny). So, we will see.

Parents, hide your sons. The Karns Family is gonna have a couple of heart-breakers.