It's a Girl!

Bring on those crocheted hats! :)
Ultrasound day was so exciting--as my Flower Mama friend told me, I was happy to have an early appointment so the day wouldn't drag.  Since I didn't let my six-year-old sister come to my first appointment (the not-so-fun one), I told her she could come to the ultrasound.  She was thrilled, and was SO sure it was a boy that she specifically wore blue.
They let me and Craig go in first, just to make sure all was good with Little One and so we could have the gender reveal alone together.  I thought I would cry when I saw the little baby form on the screen, but seeing the little feet and bones made me too excited--AND the tech took forever taking the anatomy pictures before revealing what bebe was, so the suspense kept the tears at bay.

Just from what hubby and I were seeing, we thought it was going to be a boy--but apparently we weren't looking at what we thought we were seeing, haha.  FINALLY, the tech told us that it was no doubt...we were expecting a daughter.  I gasped, and Daddy grinned in complete surprise.  I laughed and said, "I can totally hear Jaelyn saying 'Ohhh maaaannn....' in disappointment."
I called it--she said, "that stinks!".  Thankfully now, she's ecstatic to be having a niece, and already has their playtime figured out.

[Her profile facing up...I think she has her dad's profile & nose, but of course don't know for sure :D ]

Again, I hadn't cried up to this point.  But when the tech panned to get a full-front shot of her face, I couldn't breathe, and out came the tears.  I was looking at my daughter's face.  Oh my goodness, it was so surreal, and a revelation of how much I already loved her.

For some reason, before the U/S, I was barely feeling flutters.  As soon as the day after, I was feeling full movement and kicks--maybe we got her all stirred up.  I'm loving it.  Even when it wakes me in the middle of the night (when I have bad pregnancy-insomnia as it is), it makes me happy.

AND overwhelms me, because of things like this...

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,when I was being made in secret,

intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them,

the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

--Psalm 139:13-16