Our 20 week ultrasound was a few weeks ago, and we found out we’re having boy!
We haven’t known the gender of our babies except for Sterling and Ruby before they were born, so finding out was pretty fun and different. Our pattern is broken. We’ve had girl, girl, boy, girl, girl, boy, girl… boy! I had totally convinced myself this was a girl but the tech claims to be 100% certain and, well, I saw it for myself.
So now begins the name debate. I’ve lost it a few times, usually at the bitter end when baby’s in my arms and I just want to give baby a name. I’m determined to find one before then this time.
I think Liberty was slightly disappointed. Boys are not nearly so fun to dress. Eden didn’t care. Babies are not her thing. Sterling was shocked. He’d braced himself for another sister. He did comment that, as much as he wanted a brother before, Pierce was not what he’d expected. He’s hoping for a quiet soul more like himself. Ruby didn’t seem to care either way. Charlie didn’t care. Pierce keeps being told he’s having a brother in exciting voices so he’s convinced himself it must be thrilling. Elliot is going to hate me. She loves babies, so I could be wrong, but she does not love babies in Momma’s arms, and even the pediatrician warned me that Ellie would not take it well.
I’m thrilled. And disappointed. And thrilled. I love that we’re going to have things slightly more even, but up until I knew, I’d imagined a girl and even though she didn’t even exist, it’s still what I expected. Strange.