A few weeks ago, we had our ultrasound to find out what this squirmy little person inside of me is going to be. Danny and I decided that for this last-ever gender reveal, we wanted to be able to soak it up and really enjoy it, so we had to leave the girls at home. If they had been with us in that room, there would have been a whole lot of corralling, and not a whole lot of paying attention to the screen.
On Friday, we dropped the girls off at Nancy's house and drove to Dartmouth Crossing. We got there in time for Costco to open, so we spent half our life's savings on groceries and 2 hours of our precious alone-time wandering around the store. After Costco the plan was to get some Ela! for lunch (greek, for those of you who aren't fluid in restaurant names, like me!) and then head to an afternoon movie. Because we took so long in Costco, lunch was out of the question, so it was straight over to the theatre where we filled up on hotdogs, poutine, and popcorn instead. We somehow ended up with the Cineplex AVX version of the movie, which meant assigned seats... but the seats were the most comfortable things we've ever plopped our bottoms onto! The seats were angled back so you were semi-reclined, and they rocked. Like a mini rocking chair. Also, the arm rests folded up in case you wanted to snuggle with your movie date. After the movie, we headed to the hotel, checked in, and enjoyed valet parking (that's right, we splurged!). We had a mini-nap, cause we're parents and that's what all parents do when they have a kid-free afternoon! We enjoyed a delicious dinner at Ryan Duffy's, and even splurged on room service for nachos later on in the evening. All in all, and ultrasound aside, it was so relaxing and awesome to get away for a night!
On the morning of the ultrasound, Danny and talked a little bit about the outcome. There were two options really. Boy, or girl. We were broadcasting the ultrasound to our family, and we decided to keep the gender to ourselves for the weekend... if it was a girl, Danny needed the weekend to get used to that idea. If it was a boy, I needed the time! Danny was convinced it was a girl... it was a self-preservation thing for him, I think. He would have been thrilled with another girl, but of course of every man wants a boy deep down!
We got settled in the appointment and the technician asked if we were ready. She knew she was telling us the gender before we started the broadcast so she went straight for the goods. I barely had a moment to look at the screen when I heard Danny say, "Oh my God, I see it." I was so confused, I didn't see anything yet, not even a little blob of baby. The technician said, "You sure do! There's no hiding that." I felt like they knew a secret and I was left out. And then I saw it...
Danny was so excited. I was... shocked. We started the broadcast with our family, and we decided since Danny didn't really need any time to adjust, we would share it with them at the end of the appointment. We got some pretty cute pictures, and I had a good half-hour to see our cute (and very meaty) little man and get used to the idea that this child is coming with extra parts!
On the drive home we decided between two names. I left it up to Danny to pick the final name, and since that time we have finally settled on a name, and I'm quite in love with it. We had a girl's name picked out the day after Ella was born, and although I'm sad we wont get to use it (Lyla Kaye Ford - that was going to be for you, Nanny!), we are excited to introduce our little man in approximately four months! In the meantime, I'm trying to make some simple adjustments to make the introduction easier... referring to them as "the kids" instead of "the girls," for example. Learning to like the colour blue, for another.
Although we've known about the *gasp* penis for a few weeks now, I still shock myself sometimes when I realize that there are no more pink dresses in my future. I have some fears to overcome with birthing a boy, and I'm glad that I have some friends with boys to tell me that it'll all be okay.
All three of my children were due on the 11th. Gracie, the 11th of January, Ella the 11th of July, and this one on the 11th of June. Gracie, however, was born on the 22nd, and Ella on the 20th. So I'm figuring we'll get to meet this little man somewhere around the 18th of June. It's a lovely time of year for a baby... and especially a baby boy!! :)
On Friday, we dropped the girls off at Nancy's house and drove to Dartmouth Crossing. We got there in time for Costco to open, so we spent half our life's savings on groceries and 2 hours of our precious alone-time wandering around the store. After Costco the plan was to get some Ela! for lunch (greek, for those of you who aren't fluid in restaurant names, like me!) and then head to an afternoon movie. Because we took so long in Costco, lunch was out of the question, so it was straight over to the theatre where we filled up on hotdogs, poutine, and popcorn instead. We somehow ended up with the Cineplex AVX version of the movie, which meant assigned seats... but the seats were the most comfortable things we've ever plopped our bottoms onto! The seats were angled back so you were semi-reclined, and they rocked. Like a mini rocking chair. Also, the arm rests folded up in case you wanted to snuggle with your movie date. After the movie, we headed to the hotel, checked in, and enjoyed valet parking (that's right, we splurged!). We had a mini-nap, cause we're parents and that's what all parents do when they have a kid-free afternoon! We enjoyed a delicious dinner at Ryan Duffy's, and even splurged on room service for nachos later on in the evening. All in all, and ultrasound aside, it was so relaxing and awesome to get away for a night!
On the morning of the ultrasound, Danny and talked a little bit about the outcome. There were two options really. Boy, or girl. We were broadcasting the ultrasound to our family, and we decided to keep the gender to ourselves for the weekend... if it was a girl, Danny needed the weekend to get used to that idea. If it was a boy, I needed the time! Danny was convinced it was a girl... it was a self-preservation thing for him, I think. He would have been thrilled with another girl, but of course of every man wants a boy deep down!
We got settled in the appointment and the technician asked if we were ready. She knew she was telling us the gender before we started the broadcast so she went straight for the goods. I barely had a moment to look at the screen when I heard Danny say, "Oh my God, I see it." I was so confused, I didn't see anything yet, not even a little blob of baby. The technician said, "You sure do! There's no hiding that." I felt like they knew a secret and I was left out. And then I saw it...
Danny was so excited. I was... shocked. We started the broadcast with our family, and we decided since Danny didn't really need any time to adjust, we would share it with them at the end of the appointment. We got some pretty cute pictures, and I had a good half-hour to see our cute (and very meaty) little man and get used to the idea that this child is coming with extra parts!
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| All stretched out! |
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| A little smile for us! |
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| A tiny little foot! |
On the drive home we decided between two names. I left it up to Danny to pick the final name, and since that time we have finally settled on a name, and I'm quite in love with it. We had a girl's name picked out the day after Ella was born, and although I'm sad we wont get to use it (Lyla Kaye Ford - that was going to be for you, Nanny!), we are excited to introduce our little man in approximately four months! In the meantime, I'm trying to make some simple adjustments to make the introduction easier... referring to them as "the kids" instead of "the girls," for example. Learning to like the colour blue, for another.
Although we've known about the *gasp* penis for a few weeks now, I still shock myself sometimes when I realize that there are no more pink dresses in my future. I have some fears to overcome with birthing a boy, and I'm glad that I have some friends with boys to tell me that it'll all be okay.
All three of my children were due on the 11th. Gracie, the 11th of January, Ella the 11th of July, and this one on the 11th of June. Gracie, however, was born on the 22nd, and Ella on the 20th. So I'm figuring we'll get to meet this little man somewhere around the 18th of June. It's a lovely time of year for a baby... and especially a baby boy!! :)
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