Dear Baby Girl,
When you’re pregnant, people always ask, “So are you going to find out the sex?” And I say, “Of course!” Thanks to modern science, there’s no reason to wait. My theory is that knowing in advance gives you time to adjust. I also think that waiting until the birth because you “want to be surprised” is silly, since you can be just as surprised on the day of the ultrasound.
For us, that day was Tuesday, September 7, 2010. Your whole family was there for the special moment. Your brother was sitting in Daddy’s lap, trying to squirm out so he could play with all the “toys” in the room. Your daddy was trying to keep him quiet. I was on my back with a glob of warm gel oozing down the side of my belly as the ultrasound technician scanned you from head to toe and side to side. He looked at your brain and your face and your spine and your heart and your kidneys, all of which looked completely normal to him and completely beautiful to me. And, of course, he looked for the telltale signs of gender and announced that you were a baby girl, just what we had hoped for.
We are looking forward to welcoming you into the world. See you in January!