the girl who was pregnant with her first baby and really, really wanted to know the sex.
the girl who awaited that 20 week appoinment with such anticipation.
the girl who openy wanted a girl and having a boy never crossed her mind.
the girl who when the day of her only sonogram arrived felt anxious and giddy.
the girl who had tears in her eyes when the sonographer told her the baby might not be cooperating.
the girl who begged her to try again because this was her only sonogram {covered by insurance}.
I'm the girl who:
squealed when the sonographer said, "it's a girl."
the girl who got right to work planning for a girl.
the girl who referred to the baby as Lulu.
I'm the girl who:
pushed for fifteen minutes in the delivery room while nurses were chanting, "Push for Lulu!"
the girl who pushed out a beautiful, strong, healthy baby boy. {Did I mention he was beautiful?}
I'm the girl who:
immediately forgot about Lulu.
the girl who begged for her baby boy right away.
the girl who really didn't care that the sonographer was wrong.
I'm the girl who God knows through and through, and he knew that this was my child, even before I did. And that was just the way it was supposed to be.








