Well, Hello Little Girl

Her name will be Miss Kaylee Pearl. The scan Monday took 2 hours because you are stubborn, just like both your parents. I figured since I was sippin' on some Coke all morning (without realizing - duh! babies like to move when caffeinated) for my heartburn, you would be a wiggle worm. But, you sat still most of the time. We watched you punch and kick me - so now I know what is what, which is kind of neat. The tech measured everything she could and all looks perfect. She even found a hamburger - instead of a hotdog ;) The tech said you weigh 10oz.

I will admit, I cried. I'm terrified of having a little girl. My family has always had this stereotype. Girls should do girl things. That breaks my heart into a million pieces just thinking about it. If you want to play in the dumpsters (like my brother did - I wasn't allowed), then by golly! You will. I'm also scared that you'll end up as a girlie girl - of which, I am not... I can't show you how to do your hair and makeup or what outfit looks cute with these shoes. I barely can do those things myself, which is why I typically keep things simple.

Things are still pretty rough health wise for me. Pregnancy migraines are the absolute worst. And the challenge to keep any kind of food down is still ongoing. Unfortunately, we have crappy insurance, so the meds that help most of the time are not covered for more than 4 days a month. How ridiculous is that?

So, here we are. Half way through baking you up so that world can meet what is most likely going to be the most precious and fun little girl.

Love, Momma