A daughter

Hubby and I lay awake late last night, both anticipating this morning's main event - the ultrasound appointment for our little baby.  Neither of us really had a hunch about a boy or a girl, but we both agreed we were more excited to find out with our second baby than our first. We came into this second pregnancy knowing a little more about what to expect, a lot more about the wonder of loving a child, and a lot more about the miracle of it all.

Both hubby and I wanted a girl, but we also love our little boy so much that having another one would be fantastic. This whole pregnancy I have accidentally called my fetus a "he" instead of a "she" or an "it" - though that's likely because I already have a boy.

After today's doctor's appointment I can now officially begin calling the baby a "she!" Below is a picture of her little face trying to take cover beneath her arm.

There is her little profile. I think she looks nothing like Caleb. Hubby argues that they look exactly alike. We'll have to wait until early March to find out.

The below photo is the official "It's A Girl" snapshot. I will make a promise to my daughter now that this will be the last photo of this sort to be posted publicly.

All others will include polite, tasteful, respectful cross-legged poses like below.

So that's our big news. We are very happy to report a healthy baby girl growing right on target. What a blessing. While we are still working on the name, we'll be sure to share once the decision has been made.