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I buckled

  So our original plan regarding this pregnancy was to not find out the gender of the baby, after all, we already have both and I've heard it's a fun experience to wait for the surprise.
  Well, about a week before the ultrasound, I started getting wishy washy. It wasn't so much the curiosity that got me, but the OCD planner in me took over. Perhaps if I hadn't gotten rid of pretty much everything this might not have happened, but given the circumstance, there was some serious planning to be done. Well, I discussed the issue with Russ and he didn't care either way so I buckled and decided to find out.
  The ultrasound was on Monday and since Russ couldn't come along I decided to make this fun instead of finding out when I was all alone. I took two boxes, one with tiny pink jammies and one with tiny blue jammies, and I had the technician put the picture in the appropriate box and mark it with an x. She taped up both boxes and when I got home I wrapped up the box, when Russ woke up we opened the box together as a family. Everyone cheered and now I am happy to announce that we will soon be welcoming another little...                                        

                                                                                               GIRL!
And we couldn't be more excited!

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  1. I am so excited for you guys. I am so glad you buckled. I couldn't have waited that many more months to find out if you were having a boy or girl. Yay for little Z having a sister. Now the playing field is even ;-)

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  2. Another girl!! How exciting!! So happy for you! I love the blog by the way. I don't often get to serf blogs anymore but I'll keep you bookmarked so I can check-in every so often. What an adorable family you are! Love, Gwen

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  3. Oh, man. What a fun idea. Boy, I do miss you, but mostly my hair misses you. The Eleventeen year old girl at Great Clips just can't compare to you! Congrats on a girl . .what a perfectly balanced family. . Good luck!

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