Once I was able to wrap my brain around the fact that I was, indeed, pregnant with our second child, I tried to embrace it. Actually, I tried to not be sick, but that is another issue and it was a good, long while before I could function properly without fear of vomiting everywhere! When I was no longer sick, I became excited about the prospect of another baby. I wanted a girl but I knew from the start that I was carrying another boy. I never asked the ultrasound tech - The Husband and I had decided not to find out (with either child). We both had a gut feeling that this was going to be another boy. At first, I was upset but I came to terms with it. I even told The Husband to be patient with me as I knew when this child was born I'd be disappointed in his being a boy when I really wanted a girl. The Husband was quite supportive.
The big day arrived. What a shock to learn that The Baby was, in fact, a girl! I was elated. There aren't words to describe the joy I felt that I had given birth to a daughter. Sometimes I forget how happy I was in that instant. I should try to remember more often. She truly is an amazing girl and I admire how she carries herself. I am now and will always be proud to be her mom.