Hello, Baby Moo

Drum roll please...





We are having...




A GIRL!!!

I can hardly believe it! When Mike and I were at the ultrasound appointment and trying to determine the sex of the baby, I was looking hard for a pair of balls. Although deep down I knew I was going to have a daughter, Mike's track record consisted of sprouting boys. After waiting a good 20 minutes, the ultrasound technician announced, "Well you two, it looks like you are going to have yourselves a little girl." Tears. Lots of tears. Tears of joy, tears of relief, and tears of pride. The first thing I said was, "Nice work, Mike." Mike was squeazing my ankles. It was the only way at that moment we could hug.

When I started writing this, it was Friday, July 28th. It is actually July 31st. I can't seem to change the date on this blog, but I didn't want anyone to think that I was retarded with my dates for the next little story to follow.

Telling the Grandparents...

We had invited the grandparents on both sides to dinner on Saturday night along with the big brothers-to-be, Alex, Nick, and Corey. Mike and I had put together baskets the night before wrapped in a blue satin fabric and tied with a yellow ribbon to throw everyone off. Right off the bat, we fooled Alex. Ha. Ha. Ha. The Host had placed the baskets on the table so when we all arrived, that would be the first thing everyone saw. We settled in, ordered appetizers and drinks. We told the Grandmas that they got to open their baskets but had to at the same time. Rita was sitting next to me and my mom was sitting next to Mike. As the baskets were opened, I felt a bouncing to my left. Grandma Rita was thrilled! It's a girl! It's a girl! It's a girl! Big hugs. My mom was expressing how she knew it had to be. She kept having dreams about little girls. My mom is very intuative. Inside the baskets were a real looking doll dressed in pink, with a head band, a bib that said, "Thank Heaven for Little Girls", a pink blanket that said, "Sweet Girl", and a pink stuffed animal or rattler. Alex was thrilled. Throughout the whole dinner we could hear him saying, "I am so happy," or "I am so excited," or "Thank God it's a girl," and of course "I'm going to be such a protective big brother, I can hardly wait." The excitement and enthusiasm was so wonderful to hear and feel. Thank you, Alex. You added a lot to that night.

Mike then made the announcement that we had her name picked out and we wanted to share it with everyone. However, the rule was and is, no negativity and no jokes (that was meant for my dad because he enjoys making jokes). We love her name. If we could fill out the birth certificate or get her social security card going, it would be on it. Meaning...it is set it stone and you can't make us change our mind. No poo pooing on our little girl's name. Mike handed cards to the Grandpas and both opened and read the card to themselves. The smile on my dad's face was priceless. He said, "I don't see anything to make fun of. It's perfect." The Grandmas were very antsy and wanted to read the cards. Everyone loved it. I have yet to hear anything ugly from anyone who matters.

It is a beautiful name and flows perfectly. It is a name that everyone has heard, but we highly doubt anyone will have the same name as her. It is not trendy nor has it been on the top 1000 name list with the department of Social Security in 15 years. It's unique.

If you want to know what her name is, feel free to email or call me. Like Mike said, it doesn't do it justice to simply write it down. Hearing her name makes her real. However, it is beautiful written down.

425-330-7444
kmoody@platinumpnw.com

Hint: It means Lovely and Pleasant.


Well, here she is. Our little girl.