It seems the secret slipped!

So here's the deal... When we were close to our anatomy scan around 18 weeks, I felt very strongly that I did not want to learn Sprout's sex at the ultrasound. After all, I was 100% confident in my mommy intuition (which has said I'm pregnant with my son since I first took a pregnancy test). My sweet husband felt differently and being the incredible wife that I am, I agreed that he could find out. After all, I get to have these babies all to myself for a long time before he gets to hold and snuggle and bond with them. I understood his desire to know as much as possible about Sprout as soon as possible.

Add to that... We learned a few days before the ultrasound that I have gestational diabetes. It came on quick and is being well managed, but it does require a lot of extra ultrasounds. This makes it difficult to keep baby's sex a secret from momma, since I'll soon have a peek in there every week.

We wanted to do something very special at Sprout's scan, so we invited PaDon to join us. Nana and Grandma stayed with Momma and Daddy during Lucy's delivery and will more than likely do the same this go round, so we wanted to include PaDon somehow special.

The morning of the scan, we had no real plan for learning sex: other than we wanted to keep the news to ourselves as long as possible. And we wanted to tell people to see their reactions. Nana visited with PaDon and also attended the scan.

We have known since that morning just who we're expecting and have shared with close friends and family. However, it seems you can't tell a grandma to keep a secret this big. Not only have Nana and Grandma shared (well, at least them to my knowledge), but GG (Naomi's maternal grandmother) has told all the ladies at weight watchers... oh and most of our family. So, now that the holidays are over and we have seen plenty of people, enjoyed reactions and done some "damage control" on Facebook, I'm over the secret keeping. I'm just too busy and I haven't exactly gotten my "way" with any of this plan, soooooo....

During our scan, the tech asked if we wanted to know baby's sex. I hesitated (see above) but agreed. She wiggled baby a bit and then asked if I had any guesses. Guesses? No. I know I'm looking at my son. So I told her "I've thought all along that I'm having a boy." She just quietly and nonchalantly said "Yeah, he's definitely a boy."

I'm just over the moon that we'll have our sweet girl and our feisty boy! Here's your formal introduction to our son:

Colt Montgomery Colliver :)

P.S. As stated in an earlier blog, that means all the girl clothes are useless for now. If you're having a girl, come dig through my 6 bins of clothes and take some home! And send supplies for a boy:)