The Big Day

Today was the BIG day. Ultrasound day! What color do you think we will be buying pink or blue???

Let me tell you a little story, before getting to the details of the day. Back in either February or March, a choir group from Bethel College in McKenzie, Tennessee came to our church to sing in both the morning and evening worship services. I was teaching a ladies discipleship class at the time, so I decided to take some time for myself and stay to hear the choir. *THEY WERE AWESOME!*

After singing a few songs, the leader/professor took a minute and gave a short testimony about the choir program and what he has learned while being at Bethel. Little did I know how much what he was saying was going to stick in my head and change my way of thinking. He was talking about how if we delight in the Lord, no matter what is going on in our lives, he will take delight in us.

I went to bed that night, knowing that no matter whether it was a baby boy or a baby girl growing in my belly, that I would be just as happy. God knew the desire of my heart, but he also knew that regardless, I would take delight in what he was blessing Brandon and I with. So for months, I was in perfect peace. I didn't worry, I didn't try to rush the day, actually June 6th arrived, and I was completely calm.

Completely calm until I went to sleep. I had been talking to Brandon about the plan for the big day, and apparently that was what was on my mind when I fell asleep. I dreamed a dream that was completely opposite of calm. When morning came, I called my mom and asked her to say a prayer for me, for my emotions and for my reaction. She reassured me that no matter what, I would be excited and love on baby H.

Fast forward a couple of hours.

I arrived at the dr's office almost a hour early. For those of you that know me, you know that I am never EVER early. Here's the really impressive part... I had all three boys with me, lunches packed, and backpacks packed with activities to keep them busy while they sat in the car with my dad. So as we sat in the parking lot, I had a few minutes (it was more like 60),to breathe, say a prayer and overload my phone with face.book.

Brandon and I were able to walk right in to the ultrasound room. The ultrasound tech was super friendly, asked tons of get to know you questions (she seemed like a long lost friend!), and was pregnant too. As she scanned my belly, we were able to look at a 42 inch flat screen tv mounted on the wall, watching for what we could see. I'm no expert, but after having 15 ultrasounds with the twins, and 3 with Greyson, I kinda know what I'm looking at. But this time, I didn't know what I was looking at. After seeing three little dots, I gave a puzzled look and asked, "what are those three dots?" With nothing but a smile on her face, our ultrasound tech gave me the news that I've been waiting my entire life to hear. I couldn't hold back the tears. Don't get me wrong, I didn't do the ugly face cry. But I had tears running down my face, and as I looked at Brandon did too. He was laughing trying to not let me see though!

We finished the ultrasound and couldn't wait to start calling people. The first person we told my my dad. My dad has the heart of a child, so I instantly knew what his reaction would be. I told Brandon, I bet you 10 bucks my dad starts crying! When we got to the car, we let the boys spell out the letters GIRL, and instantly my dad was smiling ear to ear, and had to lower his sunglasses to cover his eyes! When we called my mom, who was at work, she let out a little scream, and even left work early to go shopping with me!

Now, we just have to pick out a name, bedding, and figure out hair bows!