This is most likely (VERY most likely) our very last baby. There were bittersweet feelings making their home in my heart when it came time to finding out the gender of our very last baby EVER.
You may say then, “Well, why don’t you wait for a delivery room surprise?”. And to that, I would say to you…do you see the three boys I already have? I wanted to know and prepare my heart–either way.
So, to make our last time “finding out” extra special, and because we finally have children old enough to get excited with us, we decided to do a little “gender reveal” with our 3 boys.
We explained for days leading up to the event, if pink balloons flew out of the box then we were having a girl. If blue balloons came out, they would have another little brother. They understood and were more excited than I imagined they would be. It felt like Christmas morning.
The big moment came quickly and with much fanfare. Look closely at the last image of this series. Yes. You are seeing correctly.
We are having another boy and couldn’t be more excited to welcome him to the team. I adore being a mom to boys, and I anticipate my house being noisy and wild and precious for years to come.
Of course, as with anything in life, there is the inevitability of opportunity cost. Because we’re having a boy, the reality is we’re not having a girl. And this time, it is likely we can say “We are never going to have a girl.” With every other pregnancy, we could walk away from that “Oh! Boy!” ultrasound with the assumption that the next one might be a girl. This time, Husband and I both felt a sense of finality. We are absolutely privileged to be entrusted to raise four boys into fine and upstanding men. We’re thrilled with the opportunity and good fortune!
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