Maybe a boy?
Maybe a girl?
Probably a human, right?
OK, you’ve been patient long enough. Let’s open up one of those cupcakes and see what’s inside…
That’s right, folks! It’s a boy! So excited I could…
jump for joy! Stand on one leg!
I really am excited, guys. Truthfully, it did take me some time to adjust, after wanting a girl for so long. Yes, I felt that it was a boy from early on, and I wasn’t surprised to hear it confirmed, but it did take me some time to get over that longing for a girl. I did feel some disappointment, but there was a moment even the first day after finding out when I had an overwhelming thankfulness fill my soul to be having not only a boy, but a healthy, perfect boy. Because during the sonogram, every time she froze the screen to measure something or check things out, they were “great,” “perfect,” “normal,” and “right on track.” That is truly all I ever wanted. A healthy baby. *tears*
Two days later, I woke up and started talking to our baby, calling him by his name that we picked as our “boy favorite” before I was ever pregnant. (I will tell you about his middle name soon too, which we’ve also picked.) “Good morning, baby Joshua,” I said, rubbing my belly, and singing to him (he can hear now, you know!). I haven’t felt any movement yet, but our baby was suddenly so much more real, knowing I have a little boy inside me. And with that communication, I was connected and my happiness complete, with no disappointment left over.
I bought this frame from Family Christian (it’s available online here, and here for a pink one) and mailed it to my in-laws along with a letter to announce we’re having a boy. I also got one for Dennis and he’s proudly displaying it on his desk at work now. :)
Everyone in Den’s immediate family that dared to guess, guessed boy (actually even his extended family guessed boy, except for one) and that’s what they wanted so they’re thrilled! The Miller name lives on! :D My sisters also guessed boy but they didn’t really care either way, they just guessed based on how I’m carrying (kinda low), but my Dad thought I was carrying high so he guessed girl. (I warned him my upper roll of fat was throwing him off but he didn’t believe me-haha!) He was the only one in our immediate families that was wrong, but he doesn’t care, he’s just happy our baby is doing so well!
OK, so I seem to remember promising to draw a name from those who guessed correctly and give them a prize. You’re probably ready to hear who won! There were 110 votes in all, 56 for boy, 54 for girl. I think it’s so cool how split down the middle the votes were, almost like the ratio of boys to girls in the wold. Neat! Anyway, the winner from the boy jar is…
Michelle Clark! Come on dowwwwwwn. Or just check your email and let me know which prize you’d like. That would work too.
Speaking of coming on down, check me out reaching for my toes…
I can still touch them from the front, but barely! When I do my toe nails I kinda have to bend my leg to the side, but it works. And I’m determined I will never not be able to do my toe nails. They will be pretty to the end. So there.
Thanks everyone for playing along – it was so fun to see all your guesses!