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| Rubbing his face or sucking his thumb for much of the sonogram! |
As I recounted my pregnancy stats; LMP, change in fatigue/nausea, first fetal movement, I was equally as confident that February 29th was the due date. "I'm 22 weeks along" I explained.
This pregnancy and the little life that is growing within me continues to be a call to surrender in my plans and expectations. Within the first 2 minutes the Dr. confidently announced that we will be having our 3rd SON! By the end of the sonogram, measurements carefully taken, she told me that I was rather just barely 19 weeks along.
The dwindling girl population on our team (one other sweet girl who is 12) and the fact that all of our neighbor kids are little boys had Elli and I really routing for a little girl. Apparently she cried for quiet some time when Austin told her the news.
And I've all but wanted to cry. Adding 3 more weeks to a pregnancy is never fun. Especially when you go past due date typically. Remember little Elias, born at 42 weeks? Kind of feels like I get to do those weeks over again!
So we've tucked our girl name list to the back of my journal and are prayerfully considering what name God has for this gift. Meanings of names are very important to me and open doors to spiritual conversations in the culture in which we live. Right now it feels like "the Lord will surprise" would be a meaning true to where I'm at. Praise God that His plans are so much greater, for my life and the life of our son! 3 boys; I guess we are working towards our own mini football team!
