The Reveal

We had our 20 week anatomy scan on Friday, December 23rd.  I was up in the air whether I wanted to know the gender of "Thing 3" or not...leaning toward no.  My dear husband, however, just HAD to know.  Seriously.  There was no convincing him otherwise. 

So, we went for our scan on Friday afternoon.  From what they could tell, {4 techs tried} all looked good, but the stubborn little bugger wouldn't give them several of the measurements they needed.  Namely the head.  Or face.  Or left arm. After several repositions, a couple potty breaks, and a bunch of poking involved, we still never got to see a head, but legs finally opened and they were able to tell the gender. {and I got to go back for a 2nd ultrasound in early January to get the rest of the measurements!  I love repeat ultrasounds!}

I had finally told convinced Rich we were going to wait and find out on Christmas morning.  I'm not even kidding when I say he couldn't have waited until May.  He seriously didn't think he could wait 36 hours.  Ridiculous. 

Anyhoo, we took an envelope to the ultrasound with us with 2 cards in it.  One said "BROTHER" and one said "SISTER".  I had cards at home, too, and had been practicing with Garrett so he could identify which card said what.  After they made the discovery, we had them take out the wrong card and put the picture inside the envelope.  And the waiting began. 

Christmas morning, after we discovered Santa's gifts, it was time for the envelope.  I got it on video, but don't have a clue how to get it from there to here.  One day. 

I opened the envelope and then Garrett pulled out the card and told us that we were going to have a....

:)