Today's Prompt: When I realized it was time to move on...
I was very surprised to find out that I was pregnant again after my son Mikey turned one. I finally wrapped my brain around having another baby, and started planning for a world filled with lots of pink. I dreamed of what she would look like and how girly this baby might be. I thought of dance recitals, first communion dresses, dolls, and playing with her long hair. I just knew this little one was a girl, as I had a very vivid dream of a little girl with blonde hair giggling and playing with a little yellow patent leather purse. I even started looking at girl names, and trying to match a middle name with her namesake. (We always said that our daughter would be named after Mike's sister Melinda.)
Then we had the big ultra sound, and found out that our baby was healthy, and perfect! I told the technician, I wasn't ready to know the gender of our baby, so she wrote the sex on a piece of paper and handed it to my husband. We both then headed to work, and planned to share the information with my in-laws at dinner. I remember that Mike was grinning from ear to ear, and then whispered something into Mikey's ear, and had him repeat the big secret. Mikey then shared the news, that he was going to have a little brother. It sounded more like "I'm getting a new brudder." I had to have Mike repeat the news as I was so shocked. What do you mean that this baby is a boy? I was in complete denial for days. I just knew that there had to be a mistake! I watched the short ultra sound video, over and over...each time seeing that this was clearly a little boy.
As the months flew by, I was just over joyed that my son was healthy! When we picked out his name, it then all became very real to me. Ryan Christopher, was exactly what we needed, and was the perfect addition to our family. It's when I realized it was time to move on...we were just meant to be a family of four, and I was to be a mom of boys. When I held Ryan for the first time, all thoughts of pink, bows, and all things girly went out the window. I was hopelessly in love with the little boy that joined our family. He was meant to be, and exactly what we needed! Fill my world with more blue, sports, and more rough and tumble boy things! Being on team blue, was what I knew and loved!
Did you think from the very start of your pregnancy you were having a boy or girl? Did you dream of what they might have looked like? Were you surprised to find out you were wrong, when the gender was revealed?