Aurora/Princeton verdict

I had my 23-week appointment today for baby tres. Well, 22 weeks and 6 days technically speaking. We were nothing short of excited and anxious all at the same time because we knew today would be our big (and, first) ultrasound to make sure everything was going well, and we would finally be able to tell our big sisters if they'd be having a baby brother or baby sister.

The best part about today was learning that everything was perfect with this baby. I always worry about all of that. On top of that, my blood pressure has been perfect throughout this pregnancy. I feel as though I've never been healthier, and I am hoping this continues to stand throughout the remainder of the time. The baby's brain is perfectly formed, the 4 chambers of the heart look perfect, and the spine looked perfect. Everything looks perfect. Not to mention, we have another adorable baby. The baby waved to us and kept kicking, and even peed! The doctor was checking the baby's bladder and the next second, he told us "ohh.. he just peed. The bladder is now tiny." Maddie thought that was hilarious. Faith sat there the entire time playing with my sneakers and eating her Goldfish crackers. Once again, you could only see her little beady eyes poking up over the edge of the table.

I will never forget when we found out that we're having another little woman! Maddie starts screaming, "Momma!!! You were wrong! I was right! It's my AURORA!" It was the sweetest thing in the world to see her so excited and thrilled. Faith started screeching, "Esss! Esss!" and saying hi to me. I looked at poor Dan and felt a fleeting moment of guilt that we won't have our little boy. But, I couldn't be more overjoyed with the thought of a third precious little girl, and a baby sister for my two best big sisters. Dan is so funny. He is meant for girls. He loves his little girls, and was just laughing and laughing at our big news. We will enjoy all of our time with our nephews- both Dogolin and Tyler, and any future nephews we get- and look forward to grandsons. Ha. I suppose I'll never get to experiment with the sweet bowl hair-do that I was looking forward to with a little boy!