We were early, very early to our appointment. Eager to find out what "it" is. Luckly the nurse cooperated with our overexcitement and called us back early. The baby was super active. Wouldn't stay still. She did the measurements. Then looked for the deciding factor, or lack thereof. Nope, couldn't tell. Cord was neatly between the legs. Ok, heartbeat, calm down, we'll find out. Check some other things. Liver? Check. 4-chambered heart? Check. Whew. All other things. Check, check and check. Look down there again. Nope. Not telling. She prepared us that we may not be finding out. Then wait...oh there it ISN'T. A GIRL!!!!!!! Clint immediately turned into protective, proud Daddy of a baby girl. The expression of love that came across his face was something that I can't even begin to explain in text. I fell in love with him, with my little girl, with our family of three.
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