Well in a few hours we'll know if Tot's got a dangle or a caslopis......and I'm terrified. I actually cried this morning when Mr. left for work bc if it's a boy, all my pink ruffled dreams will be crushed. These are the last few hours I get to imagine her in her Sunday dresses and patent mary janes. Every time I see a cute little girl on a commercial or in church I just get this twinge of "I can't wait to see MR's face when our little one says that/does that/looks at him like that". It HAS to be a girl. It just has to! It's me and Mr - we totally match with a girl, not a boy. Mr's already helped raise a boy (Daniel) and so have I (Xavier..ok technically I've been "Mom" to about 10 20-something soldiers, too) so now it's our turn for a girl. Seriously ~ throughout both of our whole lives - all signs point to GIRL.
Guess we'll find out in a few hours. T minus 4 hours, 49 minutes and counting.