Meet baby boy Mitchell. He was curled up into a ball for most of the ultrasound appointment. It took a lot to get him to unfold. I had to try coughing, drinking cold water, standing up, doing toe-touches, etc. to get this little dude to show us the goods. This little guy likes to stay cozy.
It's hard to see, but there are definitely boy bits between the legs!
Lyla wasn't thrilled about the results of the ultrasound. This picture was taken right after we got in the car after the ultrasound. But, by the end of the day, she seemed to be ok with it. At dinner, she stood up to make an announcement. She said, "Today we went to the doctor to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl...and it's a boy...but that's ok because I will love him anyways." This was the first time Lyla has ever been tested on her faith...to believe that God still hears our prayers even if they don't seem to be answered the way we wanted them to be. A concept that is difficult even for seasoned Christians to understand!
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congratulations!
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