At 5:30 this morning I was wide awake thinking about my 10:00 a.m. doctor's appointment. Today was the big day. We would get to see our latest addition in the comforts of my body and we would find out the brand. (Most importantly, we discovered that our latest addition is growing very healthy and is working on developing a full head of hair.)
For some strange reason I was really nervous about this appointment. Maybe it was because for the past 19 weeks I created in my mind a little girl and at 5:00 this morning it hit me that maybe it won't be a little girl and how am I going to feel about that? When we got the news that Baby Hickok was a boy and not a girl I was a little surprised. It's not very often that I am wrong; just ask my husband. However, I quickly changed my thoughts to Noah and how excited I am for him. I am the youngest of two and I love having an older brother. Growing up he was always there when I needed him and still is only a phone call away. Johnny is the older brother and so dependable and caring. I have always gotten the impression that older siblings look out for the younger ones. We certainly do need it sometimes. I am excited to see how Noah will interact with his brother and know that he has some pretty good examples to follow. So welcome Baby Boy Hickok the Second! We can't wait to meet you.