So, it's official. The days of buying 4 pink dresses, 4 Barbies, 4 My Little Ponies and 4 of anything princess, HSM or Hannah Montana will forever be altered by what the ultrasound revealed to us last week.
B-O-Y
I'm not sure I even spelled it right, it's been a not-oft-mentioned word in this house for the last 8 years. As you can imagine, Mike's reaction was one of complete TRIUMPH, as he raised his fists victoriously in the air (as if he was Rocky finally making it to the top of those ominous stairs) and exclaimed, "I
CAN do it!" Then, afraid it could all just be the unreachable dream, he continued to ask me if I was "sure."
Mike, "Are you SURE it's a boy?"
Amanda, "Yes, Honey, I'm sure."
Mike, "Are you SURE the doctor said BOY?"
Amanda, "Yes, Dear, she said it's 100% boy."
Mike, "So there's NO doubt that it's a boy?"
Amanda, "I think that's what 100% means."
Mike, "So there's not even a CHANCE it's a girl?"
Amanda, "If there was a chance, she would've said 99% or less."
Mike, "So we're REALLY having a boy?"
Amanda, "No, Honey, it's twin girls--good luck with that."
Three hours later....
Mike, "It really IS a boy?"
I don't think he'll really be convinced until this little guy is actually born on June 19th. He's already told me that the first thing he's getting for him will be a Laker's onesie--except that I cheer AGAINST the Lakers, no matter who they're playing, and I'm the one who'll be dressing our little man, so you figure that one out!
I'm still a little shocked and unsure of how this little boy will fit into our family. It's been so easy so far--same toys, same clothes, same movies. No wrestling, video games, light sabers, or fighting over Saturday morning cartoons (sorry you never got to watch He-Man or Transformers in your houseful of sisters, John David), which I have to admit has been REALLY nice! I guess the Lord thinks we're ready for little Dixon or Eli or Ace or Jack, or whatever his name ends up being. But no matter what reservations we may have, we're grateful for this new adventure in our lives. We're grateful that Mike will have a son to pass his name on to, and we're grateful our girls will know the joy of having a brother--though it may be a few years down the road before they feel the same!
All I can say is--Change, it is a-comin'!