Dear Holly or Logan,
Within two months, everyone in the free world will know whether you are a boy or a girl. But until then, it’s all educated speculation.
From the very beginning, I have confidently told Mommy that you are a girl. Here’s why:
With your brother Jack, it was like Mommy virtually had no pregnancy symptoms other than leg cramps, which we later figured out was because she needed to eat more bananas, which contained the magnesium and calcium she was needing in her diet.
But with you, Mommy is constantly nauseas.
The only relief is when she is asleep. Even though you can’t tell from looking at Mommy that she is pregnant, I am definitely aware because she is constantly feeling either really hungry or like she ate way too much; no matter how little or much she eats.
In other words, her pregnancy with Jack was a boy pregnancy. Now, I believe, Mommy is encountering a girl pregnancy.
Either way, these are all signs of healthy life inside of Mommy, so as much as it’s tough to know she’s feeling uncomfortable, it gives me peace knowing you are alive and well inside of her tummy. That is a blessing itself that I don’t take for granted.
As much as I would love another boy, I feel it could very easily be my fate to have a daughter.
Mommy and I taught 5th grade Sunday School for the past year. And while I loved interacting with the boys, there was something special about getting to know those girls that gave me a glimpse of what it would be like to have my own daughter.
It revealed to me a place in my heart to where I was able to see why parenting and mentoring a little girl would be a rewarding experience.
We’ll know the week after Thanksgiving. We can continue this conversation then.