A few weeks after getting the test results back, Dr. C wanted to meet for a follow-up appointment to do another ultrasound and monitor how things were progressing as she grew.

We met with him again right before Thanksgiving. We were back in the same room as before, still afraid, but much more hopeful.

Our first ultrasound was the evening of Thursday, Nov. 3rd. That Friday morning, at 7:45am, we had our first phone call with Dr. C.

After a quick introduction, the first thing he asked was, “Were you guys able to get any sleep?” We were terrified, and he knew it. He kept the phone call brief...

I was 22 weeks pregnant and it was time for our very first ultrasound. We were giddy going into it, betting on whose guess would be right. I was set on girl, Lane on boy (he later admitted that he honestly felt it was a girl the entire time, but just enjoyed teasing me with his stubborn boy-only stance). 

We arrived at the birth center (yes, a midwife-led, drug-free, natural crunchy mama birth was my goal) and settled into the ultrasound. The tech was quickly ready to tell us the gender...