Its a . . .

What do you think? As if these faces don't tell all. Three thought it would be one thing and Aliya thought the other. Needless to say, its a . . .

BOY! Yep, we are now officially a house divided. We are split right down the middle. Who'd have thought I'd have two girls AND two boys. I always thought I'd be the mom to girls but nope! Needless to say we are thrilled and even more excited that everything appears to be perfect. Don't worry about Aliya, once she gets to see the kid, she'll be a little mother hen all over again!

Taking all three kiddos to the Dr provided to be a rather eventful experience. I had rather grand ideas about it in my head. Yep, they all got smashed to smithereens! I pulled Tae out of school early then we were to meet Tony at the Drs (I kindly asked that he try to be early since I'd be fighting three kids in the waiting room -- he said he'd try to be there as early as possible but was in a meeting so who knew when he'd get out. I should have known right there that it was a bad sign). 

Being an ever prepared Mom (insert a 'psh, yea right') I had brought the girls their travel backpacks filled with new, fun and exciting things so they would be entertained for the eternal wait. I even came prepared for Blake (and that never happens, poor kid). Well, we got there, I checked in and they immediately took us back. What, no 30 minute wait? Also, no hubby!

Back in the little room I all but drop my drawers trying to get ready for the ultrasound while holding a squirming 16 month old. I have the girls each sit on a chair (having been threatened with their lives) and Blake is sitting on my chest. Yep, heavy elephant sitting on my chest. The first five minutes were not too bad. He was so entertained by the man that he didn't notice much else going on. After a bit, he noticed Mom had some funny jelly on her belly. He proceeded to lovingly rub it in (it was actually quite cute). The guy said it was no big deal, it didnt affect any of his measurements. After a couple minutes Blake thought it was hilarious to smack my belly, making the goobery jelly go flying (not too cute). FINALLY after having a moose on my chest for 15 minutes, my knight in shinning armor arrived.

It was the most thorough ultrasound I've ever had. We could see the kid swallow, blink and who knows what else. He was quite modest at first but after a few quick jiggles, he finally changed position and spread his legs WIDE open for a great little whacker shot (we actually have it on a CD, when Tony gets home I'll probably add it to this post. This poor kid is going to hate us when he gets older. Oh well, that'll probably happen anyway!) The guy did his measurements for almost 30 minutes then the Dr did another 10 minutes. The kids were all but swinging from the ultrasound machine by this time. We escaped with no major catastrophe and the knowledge that the teams are equal at our house! Wahoo!