Guilt.

A few months back I wrote a post about how I was struggling with the thought of having a boy.  I am actually quite shocked that I felt that way, and am starting to realize that I was in some sort of major funk for a few months.  I'm blaming it all on hormones.  Sorry Brevin!  You have been wanted and loved all along!!

Anyway!  As much as I miss pink things and pretty outfits, I'm SUPER excited to be having a boy!  One of each seems to be a perfect balance.  Plus I know how much Andy really wanted a son.  Isla has turned out to be a girly girl...exactly what I had wished for.  I'm pretty sure dance lessons are right around the corner.  She often calls me into a room and says "Mommy, look!  I dancing!"  And she proceeds to do a little dance routine for me.  Add that to her love of shopping and dressing up, and I'd say I have my little clone!  Now it's Andy's turn to experience that with his son.  I know he has great hopes for Brevin to be very involved in sports and he can't wait to do "boy" things with him.  I would hate for Andy to miss out on that experience.  It's an amazing feeling to watch your child love to do something that you love doing.  I'm quite positive that my heart may explode from happiness the day Isla has her first dance recital.  (She can start dancing when she turns 3!)

So seriously...best of both worlds!  I'm getting so anxious and excited to meet my little man!  Who will he look like?  Will he have blonde hair?  Will his cheeks be as chubby and kissable as Isla's?  Will he be a good sleeper like his sister?  So many things I am dying to know!

22 more days....

Woo!