The past 11 days felt like the longest days of my life…and yesterday, we finally got the call. Or actually I decided to call and harass them to tell me the gender of our baby!!
Being we were finding out the sex through blood tests, there was a little waiting period. This isn’t like the typical way or the way we have found out in the past, which was through an ultrasound and they tell you on the spot. Instead this time around, being I’m geriatric they had to do a number of testing and through the blood work we were able to find out the gender early. So 11 days ago they took my blood, had to send it into the lab and said they’d call me in 7-10 days with the news.
So when I called to ask if the results were in, she said YES, but I can’t tell you. Haha! Of course. She said she’d have a doctor call me right back, which they did. I guess someone was supposed to review first before giving me all the news because they also go over the results from the testing that was also done at that time, such as Down Syndrome and a long list of other scary things. So when she called back, first she informed me that all the results came back good and the baby is healthy, which was the best feeling.
And then she asked me what I thought we were having and before I could even answer, I was already crying. Something I did NOT expect I would do.
And she went on to say, “IT’S A GIRL!!”
When I heard the words come out of her mouth, I think I blacked out.
Luckily Jamie was home with me, and the doctor was on speakerphone. I was shaking and crying so hard I couldn’t even talk. Guess I REALLY did want a girl. Or maybe just the fact that our baby was safe, healthy, and strong got my emotions all stirred up.
Jamie and I were both overcome with emotions, and we both shed tears together. We couldn’t be happier to welcome a baby girl into our world in early October. It almost feels like we’re having our first baby again, and new experiences all over again, because we have no clue how to raise a girl. Nor do we have any of the things. I already have the boys’ closets cleaned out, and the five bins of boy clothes are going straight to the Salvation Army once they open again.
So I guess that means all of the wives’ tails, for me anyway, were true!
I’m carrying high, babies heart beat has always been high, I’ve been real moody this time around, I have felt like crap, had way more sickness than I did with the boys, I have not been feeling so sexy…which is what they say, girls take all of your beauty or something weird like that. I thought that was an odd saying until I have now experienced it. I actually remember feeling like I had that “baby glow” when pregnant with the boys. Not this time around. I even got a zit! I didn’t even have zits in middle school, haha! And my sweets craving is through the roof! I am not one that usually has a strong sweet tooth…I would rather have seconds of the food I’m eating than save room for dessert. But this baby has me running to the grocery store just to get licorice and starburst and candy that I didn’t even know existed!
So being I’ve had such a sweet tooth, we made some of my favorite cookies to celebrate and we wanted to share the sugar cookie recipe with you.
These cookies were a staple in my parents’ restaurant, The Guest House, which is why I like to call them The Guest House Sugar Cookies. They melt in your mouth and, full disclosure, you won’t be able to stop at 2 or 3. Or for me, 5 or 6.
The boys weren’t too fond of painting them pink! They kept asking if they could add blue to it. They also weren’t too thrilled when we told them they were going to have a little sister. Beckam replied with, “Yucky, Mommy” (his favorite word). And Greyson said, “I wanted a brother!” But we know they will be the best big brothers to this little lady.
Even though they didn’t so much love the pink frosting, they were very into frosting them, and eating them all too!
Hope you enjoy these as much as we did today!
Now to come up with names… anyone have some good ideas?!