Today is the big day! We find out if our little peanut is a he or a she. I am so excited. I've felt like a little kid for the past 48 hours anticipating Christmas! I'm so excited to see the baby today and finally give him/her an identity other than a snack food! ha. I've felt pretty confident for the past 4.75 months that I'm carrying a daughter. I've had dreams about it on numerous occasions and all my family feels that a girl is in the works. However, this morning, I keep thinking over and over again "Maybe because EVERYONE (excluding Scott of course, he's holding strong to his boy intuition) thinks its a girl that it will be a boy. My motherly intuition will already be void! SHOOT!" As you can see, I'm thinking waaaaaay too much. I'm over analyzing everything. Perhaps its because I've been bright-eyed and bushy tailed since 4:15 this morning. Once again, playing into my little kid at Christmas routine. :)
For the past week I've been scouring the internet looking for ideas/inspiration for our nursery. I dragged Scott to Lowe's to look at paint samples (I picked up 27!!). I went to 6 different "gender predictor" websites and I also have compulsively walked into our now EMPTY spare bedroom dreaming and scheming for our future child. Will the closet be full of pink or blue? Will there be frills or stripes? Sugar and spice or snails and slugs? The anticipation is killing me.
Baby Gambrel, we're coming to see you today!! MAKE SURE TO SHOW US THE GOODS! :)