I really didn't have any reason in particular for thinking this little baby is going to be girl, but from the very beginning, that was my prediction. Mark refused to guess, even right before the moment of truth when the doctor asked if we had any predictions. I yelled, "It's a girl!" and Mark said, "I'm not guessing." Now that I've realized the number of times I've bragged about being right, even without any opposing opinion, it makes a little more sense why that guy just wouldn't say.
I am tickled pink (yep) that she is a girl, and based on the ultrasound she looks healthy, which is more important to us than anything. And we have had so much fun sharing the news...


