I never find out whether I am having a boy or a girl.
I like the anticipation.
I LOVE the moment.
The "It's a......" announcement.
That moment they lay your baby on your chest for the first time and you can't contain your emotions one more second.
My friend Sarah had THAT moment captured:
Is there anything more beautiful?
When Kit was born I had that moment.
I kissed him and clutched him tight as I uncontrollably sobbed tears of joy from that deepest part of my heart.
Then when they took him to weigh him I came to my senses
& I thought,
& I thought,
"Did I REALLY just have ANOTHER boy?"
And when they handed him back...I checked to make sure.
They were right and I still took him home anyway :)
Three months later...the shock is still wearing off.
I have actually looked to heaven & said,
"What were you thinking?! Are you kidding? Four?!"
But I really love the surprises they bring to my life.
Surprises like little boys walking by with their bunk bed ladder as if it is the most normal thing in the world,
"We are fireman." They explain.
But of course.
"Carry on then."
And they do.
They had a busy afternoon putting out more fires
than you ever could imagine,
until I made them put the ladder away.
And last night when Rocco was kissing me goodnight,
he squeezed me really tight and planted a huge kiss on my cheek. Then he backed away looked me right in the eye.
"Mom? I love your guts."
Yep...I love my boys.
Guts & all.
Thanks to my friend Sarah to letting me use that pic of hers up in my post. She is a completely beautiful girl inside & out!