The Peanut Has Been Identified

The Peanut is no longer an it. The Peanut is no longer a he/she. The Peanut’s mysteries have been unveiled.

Because the Peanut is a girl.

And I couldn’t be more excited about it. While the Hubbs sat there grinning and squeezing my hand when the ultrasound tech told/showed us, I started crying. Happy tears. Very happy tears. I’ve always wanted both a boy and a girl. It always seemed ideal to me.

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, my eyes have been inexplicably drawn to girl’s clothes. Girl’s nursery decorations. Anything girlie. I already have the crib set and curtains picked out for her room. I know what color I want to paint one wall. (Shhhh! Don’t tell the Hubbs I said paint!) I’ve already picked out a rug for her room. The dresser we bought for her room has a navy blue top and drawer pulls. I’d like to paint them, change the knobs — maybe something in a lavender glass.

My nesting instincts have been going haywire the past two weeks, and now that I’ve gotten confirmation of what I’ve always felt — it feels like I’m being freed from prison.

I can talk to her now in more specific terms. I already feel more connected to her. More protective of her.

It’s a truly amazing thing.


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