So .... that whole Team Green thing? Where we were waiting for the birth day to find out if it would be a baby brother or a baby sister rounding out our family of five? Not so much on the wait part. We're just not the wait and see type, it seems. We went into yesterday's ultrasound fully intending to NOT find out, but I'd given one small concession to my dyyyyyying to know husband as we sat in the waiting room discussing this topic once more (time one billion and five, approximately) - we'd have the tech print out the money shot, seal it in an envelope, and hand it over. I'd drive it directly to my parents' cabin, hide it, and hope J forgot about it or a bear snuck in and ate it or something (COULD HAPPEN). But if not, and if we decided we just had to know (like, such as, if there were to be a mega sale at babyGap I just couldn't pass up) ... we could retrieve the info and find out the big news.
The ultrasound was 45 minutes long, and we didn't ask for the info. We were pretty distracted, anyway, with the real point of the whole thing - watching all the movement and listening to the tech describe each view and breathing a sigh of relief as all the biggies got the okay (it has a brain! Yays!) But then, at the end, the tech turned the screen away and told us not to look while she printed off the telltale shots. Then, not finding an envelope in the exam room in which to hide the printouts, she stepped out to track one down. And we sat there in the dim room, grinning like fools and admiring the profile shots she'd printed off, sharing our relief that all looked well and our awe at how big the baby was already. And then, J nonchalantly glanced at the screen, then snapped his head away, and said "uh .... don't look if you don't want to know! She left the CROTCH SHOT UP! OMG WHAT DO WE DO?!?" He hadn't seen the "goods", but the legs and arrow were clear as day. I busted out laughing, and we just stared at each other. I thought about pushing the machine against the wall, but with my luck I'd knock it over and break it to bits and owe my healthcare provider twenty bazillion dollars (or my thirdborn). So we waited. Stared at each other some more. I giggled a lot. Waaaaaiting. Where did she go to get that freaking envelope, WAUSAU? DearGod! Tick tock. Tick tock.
OH FORGET IT I'M NOT DOING THIS ANY MORE!
So I looked. And it was clear as day. It's a...................
Honestly? I LOVE that we know. I would've loved it if we waited, too, but I think in my heart I just wanted to know. And I am SO FREAKING EXCITED. Would've been excited either way, obviously, but there's just something about sisters. You know?!? Vivi gets a SISTER, yall! And Bug gets .... huh .... one on one man trips to Menard's? Vivi for the win.
LET THE SHOPPING BEGIN.