Saturday, June 30, 2012
Ohhhh this question. It comes up so often now, in conversation with people at the grocery store, with friends, with family and between Tyler and I. As we get really close to finding out what this little peanut of ours is, I find myself a little overwhelmed. And a lot excited.
For the longest time, if someone asked what I wanted to to have first I'd automatically answer "A girl!" because, well, I like girly things. And flowers in my hair. And dresses. And would love nothing more than to have a little lady to dress up and wear matching shoes with. Of course Tyler's answer every time was "A boy!" because, well, he loves football and wrestling and getting dirty. All things that having a little boy to do them with would just make life oh so perfect.
But now that we're here, only a few days away from finding out, I realize that Tyler more often than not refers to Baby as "she" and I more often than not am picturing little bow ties and have more ideas for a boy's nursery than a girl's. Not to mention how awesome it would be to see my favorite guy bond with a little boy and dress him head to toe in Cleveland Browns attire for Sunday football. Having a little Tyler running around would just about make my whole day. It's kinda funny how that happened.
I have absolutely no feelings about what I'm having. No prophetic dreams. And my bump is too small, my cravings too all over the place to make use of any of those old wives tales. All I know is, either way, we cannot wait! It's really crazy to think next week at this time, we'll know what this little gymnast in my belly is. I've been enjoying calling the baby "Baby" and daydreaming about names for either a boy or girl. I almost want to just wait to find out, but Tyler is pretty darn adamant about finding out now...he's having a hard time being patient, which is just adorable.
And those red moccasins, well I'm pretty sure they would look cute with a yellow dress or little blue jeans.
Ohhhh Baby!! We can't wait to meet you!