The night before my 20 week ultrasound I had my first baby dream ever. In my dream my baby was a sweet and snugly black haired beauty, who told me calmly- Now I’m going to have a temper tantrum. When I woke up from the dream I had a big fat smile on my fat pregnancy face…and for the first time I felt like this was really happening. We are going to have a baby.<\/p>\n
We told the ultrasound technician that we wanted to find out the gender. She happily agreed but explained that she had to take bunch of measurements and pictures first. Tom and I kept trying to spot a little wiener on the screen and making the tech laugh by our excited yelps: Are those balls?!? Then she said- “I know what the gender is now, are you ready?”<\/p>\n
“Yes yes!” We shouted.<\/p>\n
“You’re having a baby girl!” We couldn’t believe it. And, we knew it! Neither Tom nor I ever really doubted that we were having a girl. It was the same way when I was pregnant with Tommy Jr- we just knew there was a little boy in there. Of course the psychic was right- she said twice that we’d have a little girl, and that her big brother would help her throughout her life. I hope that Tommy Jr was with us in the ultrasound room, because I miss him even a little more with this extra joy. <\/p>\n
I already feel close to my daughter, I already feel like she’s a part of our family. I’m not afraid to hope anymore, because she’s here, she’s a part of us, she’s ours. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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