And the Verdict Is...

I just have to say that it was hard to know if I was having that "motherly intuition", like lots of moms have when they're expecting, where they just know deep down what it is. Then I realized that I was focusing too much on selfish desires. Really, all I want is a healthy baby. Who doesn't, right? So this morning before we went to the ultrasound appointment, Kortney told us the baby was going to be a boy. We told her she'd find out after school. I think she's finally getting excited about it, now that she can actually see my belly getting bigger, so it's becoming more real to her.
We got to our appointment (thanks, Bre, for watching our very emotional, dramatic, and extremely hyper-sensitive girls and easy-going Rhett while we were gone), waited a while, and finally went into the room. I was nervous. The tech went around measuring and checking for different body parts and said, "Oh. I think I just saw what it was". So she went back, and counted three little lines, "one, two, three". Yep, throughout the rest of the ultrasound, she would recheck it, and every time she did, she saw those three little white lines. Not a single third leg. My due date is still June 23. So I got Bre a pink slushie on our way back to pick up the kids. This is going to take a while to sink in. There were a few things they'll need to verfiy and recheck, so I have another ultrasound scheduled in four weeks. I doubt things will miraculously change in the gender department, however. I've just got to remember that those first 15 or so months are wonderful, boy or girl, and that I can do this! So, wow! Really, all I can say is, BRING IT ON!!!