I'm a B.....

Our little family of three is growing...and so is my belly!! It is really an indescribable feeling to be a parent, but even more profound is the knowledge that there is a tiny, little miracle growing inside you. We found out in June that we were expecting again, and we were so excited!! We spent the next 15 weeks (or so) wondering, praying, and guessing...will it be a boy or a girl?? Of course my husband all along kept our focus on the fact that praying for a healthy, happy baby that would grow to love the Lord was the most important thing- regardless of the gender. But when you have one already, its only natural to want one of the other.

Love that face! {he bbq's like Daddy}

I love my little son more than I ever thought possible. Honestly, we lucked out with this one. He was this perfect, beautiful thing from day 1 {since his birthday is fast approaching, I'll resist the urge to post his adorable new born pics}, but more than that, he has been *SO* easy. He was a fantastic eater and still is, he slept through the night without any real "sleep training" by about 5 months, and our latest adventure has been potty training. He started potty training himself this summer....how did he do that? you might ask... well, he would tell us when he needed to go- and then run the potty. Doesn't get much easier than that! So once I hadn't changed a poopy diaper for like 2 weeks, I figured I better just go for it and "potty train" him. To make a short story shorter- he potty trained, completely in 2 days. I know...sorry. Now of course there are still occasions where he gets distracted and doesn't quite get there in time, but for the most part- we have zero accidents.

My Big Boy in his Thomas "underoos" 

Ok- I could go on and on about him, and I probably will- more than once, but for now- back to the point. I love my boy, and he is definitely a BOY. He loves every kind of ball, trucks, trains, bugs {where do they learn that} and running, and falling, and running, and falling. He is a bundle of blue, boy energy, and I love every second of it. But I'm a girl. I'm a girly girl. So when I found out I was preggo again, I couldn't help it- I wanted it to be a girl. I tried really hard to not think too much about it. I really didn't want to feel disappointed if it was a boy, because I know how much I love my boy and I knew I would love another just as much. But there it was- this major desire for a tiny little bundle of PINK.

So at 19 weeks pregnant, the day had finally come. We went to XDI  for our ultrasound. The tech was this really nice, relaxed guy- who apparently liked to toy with his patients a little. So there we were- so anxious to find out if it was a girl or a boy, and he was nice enough to not make us wait too long. He said he'd take a look so we could just start referring to the baby as "he" or "she"...he looked, we waited, and then he started typing....

I'm a B {I gasped...not sure if I said Boy out loud or not} I was so surprised

I'm a Baby....

{No way...I'm pretty sure I said that out loud. I didn't think he would trick us and put ...BOY }

As soon and we saw the "G" we knew!! and both of us cheered!!! Woo hoo!

I'm a Baby...Girl!!!!

  Yay! We are still so excited!  

  Claire Marie Bradford 

is due February 22, 2011!!

PINK cookies I made to celebrate...well, that's what was left of them.