Girls! Girls! Girls!

So, it's no secret now, we are having our third girl come June. What is also not a secret is the fact that we were hoping for a boy. There I said it, we wanted a boy. Who could blame us? We already have two beautiful girls, now we need a boy. Let me rephrase that, DARREN needs a boy. He is way outnumbered in our house!

Those of you who were around when we found out we were expecting twins 3 1/2 years ago know that I often said, "I'll take two boys, would prefer a boy and a girl, but absolutely do not want two girls!" Well, you know the end to that story. Now, here we are, years later, with the two most precious baby girls we could ever ask for. I cannot imagine my life without them. I would not trade them for the world. They are both so unique and precious that I could just eat them up. Don't get me wrong, they are frustrating at times, but I imagine I would feel that way no matter their gender! I am saying all of this to remind myself that this precious little ear of corn (according to WhatToExpect.com) in my belly will be just as amazing and unique as the first two. I CANNOT WAIT TO MEET HER! Hopefully she'll have a name by June.

The most frequent comment I hear from people is "Awww, you're having another girl...you're not going to keep trying until you get a boy, ARE YOU?!" As if that would be a bad thing. I'm not trying to position myself to star in my own reality show on TLC, but I do think we might be interested in trying one more time to get that boy. Did I just say that? Yes, yes I did, we will likely be parents of 4 when it's all said and done. Mark my words though, we will stop at four! Assuming we don't have twins again...yikes!

The second most frequent comment/question is "Are you sure it's only one baby, this time? It must be a much easier pregnancy this time around!" Well...as far as we can tell it's only one and it is absolutely not easier this time around...so far. The nausea with this one was horrendous! Awful! Unbearable! I have had the worst headaches. Now, I imagine that once I enter the latter stages of my pregnancy, this one will be a lot easier than being as big as a house with Fred Flintstone feet. Of course, there's no guarantee that I won't be as big as a house and my feet won't be swollen but, it's got to be better than it was with twins! I'm not holding my breath, though, let's just hope this kid doesn't grow to be 13 pounds...I'll settle for a nice 8 pound-er.

Well, that's all for now. My next task is trying to plan/save for the three weddings we'll have to pay for in 20-ish years. More fun stories to come!