A Strange Feeling

There have been so many people SURE this baby would be a girl that I think I became convinced myself. Well, until the last couple of days, I was thinking it was a boy. Anyway, I began to get used to the thought of a girl. A little scary, yes, but maybe not so bad after all. Giant bows on the head, no way...but pretty pink dresses are actually nice. So today, I find myself feeling a little strange. Not really disappointed, but wondering if I am going to miss out on something by not having a daughter. Jason and I talked about it last night and he put it as only Jason could, "it would have been interesting to have a girl." So him. He's feeling it too. On the other hand, I can't help smiling and laughing at the thought of 3 boys wrestling around this house. Balls being thrown across a room, stinking socks and peed on toilets. One day, if we ever build a house, I might have to go with a suggestion someone made to a friend with 4 boys...build a bathroom with a drain in the floor so all you have to do is hose it down twice a week! My mom gave me a tiara for Christmas, a long standing joke in our family that having 3 kids means I am officially the queen and now she is the queen MOTHER. Think I may be wearing that tiara in the delivery room. Got to get started teaching my THREE sons how to treat a lady!!