2 Months @ 2 A.M.

What better time to write about a two month old than at two a.m.?  It's quiet. She's just nursed and is snuggling on my shoulder.  I know it's moments like this that I'll be nostalgic for when she's her brother's age. Not necessarily the getting up in the wee hours, but the snuggles.  At two months, she is starting to hold on to me.  Right now I'm her person.  There's no playful debate as to who her favorite is because hands down it's mommy.  At two months there is no nagging, no arguing to eat her supper... Mommy is still the "nice guy."  In a few short years, that will all change and I will be the "bad guy" who disciplines for jumping on the couch, pulling on the dog, and any other trouble a toddler finds oneself in.  Daddy will be the fun one who let's her get away with murder because truth be told he's not really watching.  Anywho... I digress.

It's a... GIRL!!!

Can't say I saw this coming.  At our 21 week appointment on 8/30 we were scheduled for our anatomy scan.  We brought Jayson with us thinking it was going to be a good experience for him to see the ultrasound and hear first hand whether his sibling was a boy or a girl.  We were fully prepared to make the announcement that day following the appointment, except our little peanut (much like her older brother) had other ideas and refused to cooperate.  So we left that day a little disappointed and were scheduled to come back on 9/14 to get some additional measurements and help our awesome ultrasound tech Leslie hone in her new machine. Within the first five minutes, despite criss-crossed little legs, we were able to determine the gender and it was a girl.  Justin and I were actually shocked.  I felt like I was carrying very similar to our prior pregnancy, but hey, one of each is not bad.