It's a GIRL!!!

There is no other feeling like the anticipation of finding out the gender of the baby you're carrying. To be sure, another human being in the family changes the dynamics, period. But the gender can swing the pendulum one way or another in terms of the KIND of changes that will take place. Will Brent start making scouting trips? Or should we seriously look at a wedding investment account? Should we book that princess-themed room for our next trip to Disneyland? Or would the Cars-themed room be more fitting for our crowd? It's so fun to guess and dream but in my humble opinion, it's nice to just finally KNOW and move into the planning phase of having a baby.

Since Reagan was in town, she brought along Rockwell while Brent towed Brigitta and poor Allen kept the rest of the girls in line at home. The babies were unusually silent and happy (remember they're both teething and Rockwell had an ear infection to boot) as the ultrasound started. Brigitta even started clapping she was so excited! We got to see the baby kick and swallow which was SO cool to watch! We saw feet, hands, limbs, spine, brain, heart, lots of other stuff I quit caring about as it became apparent the tech was waiting to check the gender last. The little one was intensely private with tightly closed legs and the tech kept jiggling my belly to get a little movement. I offered to use the restroom but she told me that was okay, she just jiggled me some more and checked the image again, jiggle, check, jiggle, check. After staring at the Rorschach-like images for what seemed like an eternity, she FINALLY announced it was a girl. Brent and I took a step away from the dream world and a step towards reality. We are having our Sydney Pippa!

I wanted Liesel and Ireland to be the next to know so I picked up a going home outfit for the baby and a little gift for each of them. Apparently Brigitta was exhausted from all the excitement because she went down for a nap while her sisters ripped open the pink and blue present. Liesel was the first to spot the pink inside and they both celebrated with gleeful yells. I gave them each a hair bow that says, "Big Sister" with one smaller hair bow that says, "Little Sister." Yes, we already have 100+ bows but we're gonna need them with FOUR girls!!!

The outfit and the hair bows.

We're going to have our own set of "Little Women"! While I have no doubt they will all have their distinctive personalities (because santa vaca they already DO), Brent and I have an inkling there will be common threads that will make them well known as "the Wuehler girls".

In my totally, unbiased opinion, she has the most beautiful, perfect profile I've ever seen. I can't wait to meet this little one!