Those of you who know me know that I am a guy’s girl.  I like sports. You will usually not find me in dresses.  I don’t care much about hair, make-up or jewelry.  Well, I take a little of that back.  I am only 36 and seriously about 60% gray.  I do care enough to cover my gray every 3-4 weeks. Yes – every 3-4 weeks!  But, overall, I’m not very girly.

That was fitting because God had blessed us with two amazing little men.  They are truly awesome!  As I watched them grow and develop, it was so clear to me why God had chosen these two little boys to join our family.  He chose them specifically for my husband and I, and they are ABSOLUTELY PERFECT!! 

So, when I went through those tests during my 11th week of pregnancy with this little peanut, I asked the ultrasound technician if she could tell if we were having a boy or a girl.  She said, in her opinion – knowing that it was really tough to tell this early – she thought I was having a boy.  Probably a 70% chance.

Some women might be disappointed by that statement, but I must admit, I wasn’t.  I knew how to be a mom of boys.  Yes, they are louder (oh – and did I tell you that my oldest has a BOOMING voice!?!?!), and they rough house.  But, they are also very sweet.  And, while they stay home with their dad, they still very much love their mom.  All perfect for our family.

For the next few weeks, when saying our prayers at night with our oldest (remember, our little one was just about a year now), we would pray for our newest little guy to join our family.  My oldest son would say…

“But Mommy, What if it’s a GIRL??” 

I didn’t want him to be disappointed, so I would tell him that I really thought that we were going to have another little boy and that he is now and would be the best biggest brother ever!

This went on for weeks.  And, nearly every night, he would say – What if it’s a girl?  So, I stopped praying for our little guy and prayed for our newest baby that would be joining our family.  It wasn’t worth the discussion, and either way, we would be parents of three boys.

Since everything was progressing nicely, we decided to bring both boys to the 20 week ultrasound when we would confirm the sex of the baby.

A BOY – Right?!?!

Imagine this.  I’m laying on the table with my husband holding our two sons on his lap at the head of my bed.  The ultrasound technician is going through and looking at the baby with the screen pointed so we can all see.  And then she asks the question we had been waiting for…

Would you like to know the sex of your new baby?

And, I said something like…

Sure, we already know it’s a boy.

Then she says…

Nope Mom, them are some GIRL PARTS!!!

At this point, I am in total shock.  Seriously, for the past 9 weeks I have been convinced we would be the mom of three boys.  Now, I am learning it’s a girl.  What do I do with a girl?!?!?!

And then, our oldest little one says…

See Mom!  I told you.  I told you it would be a girl.

So now, I am laughing hysterically on the table – so much so that the tech can not complete her measurements because my belly is bouncing uncontrollably.

He was right.  He knew.  Somehow, he knew.  I’m not sure how, but I do know that he was 100% right.

We left the office, and went to lunch.  My husband wanted to call all of the family, but I was trying to let it all sink in.

What would we do with a little girl?  Pink, Pigtails, Dresses, Lace??  That doesn’t compute…

But, I could rest in this.  God gave us two amazing little ones.  Our oldest was already showing signs of being the best biggest brother and he was only 3 1/2.  Our now middle child was starting to show his own personality, and he was and is perfect.  So, why doubt God’s decisions now?

It took me a while to fully embrace a little girl, but I did truly embrace the idea before I had the opportunity to fully embrace her.  God has a plan.  He always does.  And, He knows exactly what we need.  And, He knew we needed a little girl for our family – so that is what He gave us.

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Hello! My Name is Jennifer Muszik

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