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Disclaimer: This post is sooo much longer than I intended, but I never want to forget a single second of this day. It was so fun, exciting, emotional, and absolutely one of the best days of my life. If you just can't wait, skip to the bottom :)

Well, Friday was the big day. All day long I absolutely could not focus on anything for more than a couple of minutes before my mind would wonder back to our baby. Were we having a son or a daughter? Another girl for me and my sisters to dress up? Or another boy for Will and his brothers and nephews to rough house with?

As much as I wanted to have a feeling of mother's intuition telling me what sex our baby was, I just didn't. I seriously had no idea. Some days I thought boy, just because it seemed to be the popular vote. And because honestly I've always pictured myself with daughters, so I thought maybe life/God would just want to throw me a curveball. Other days I thought we'd have a girl because of how crappy and exhausted I've been feeling.

Will also didn't have any distinct feelings, because though he sort of expected a son, he knew I wanted a girl and he says "I always get my way" haha.

And speaking of me wanting a girl, I even started to waver in that. I've wanted a mini me to play dress up with, shop with, and to be my little side kick for as long as I can remember. Someone I could teach to play volleyball and (maybe) run track like I did. Someone to show the ways of curly hair, just like my Mom showed me and we both showed my sisters. But the closer we got to finding out the news of our baby, the more I realized, maybe all that wasn't so important. They say boys are easier, and how cute would it be to have an older brother for when a little princess did finally come around?

Needless to say, by the time Friday afternoon came, I didn't know what I predicted or wanted. I just wanted to find out! Thankfully, I had a busy day at work and was out of there to head to our ultrasound appointment at Becoming Mom by 3:30pm. We'd actually had another US appointment the day before at my doctor, so we had two opinions to go off of.

Will met me at the appointment so he could finally see our little person wiggle around on the ultrasound  screen. His work schedule hadn't allowed him to come to one yet, and I know he was really looking forward to it. As we watched, just like the two ultrasounds I'd had prior, the tech had to poke and prod to get our baby to move around. I think we have an afternoon sleeper on our hands!

We left the appt and headed straight to the park to meet our photographer for the reveal photoshoot. She'd already had the results from the day before, and as soon as we left, we'd had Becoming Mom call with the second set of results. Our friend was there helping out, and pulled the wonderful trick of telling us that we'd gotten two different answers. About gave me a heart attack!

When we arrived at the park everything was perfect. I absolutely love Old Loveland, and Will grew up not far away, so it felt like the right location for us. The weather FINALLY warmed up, and we had some gorgeous sun and comfortable temperatures. Originally we'd planned on finding out via piñata, but due to muddy grass and a few other logistical issues, we decided to go with a silly string reveal. And I'm so glad we did!

The anticipation was killing me. I was so afraid one of us would accidentally set off the silly string early! The seconds counting down to "spray time" were some of the most nerve wracking, exciting, and climactic of my entire life.

Come summer, we'll be welcoming…

A BABY GIRL!!!

When I saw that pink string shoot out of Will's can, I started squealing with excitement. I honestly could barely believe it was true. It was such a special moment between the two of us, and I am 110% thankful that we got the whole thing captured on camera. I can't wait to get the rest of the pictures back, and will be sure to share when we do.

All I could think the rest of the day is that I'm going to get my little princess. Will has also started calling her that :) It's all about "the princess" now. He also says that means I've been promoted to queen. Smart man I married.

Of course our girl could hate pink, hate princesses, and prefer to spend her time reading books or playing in the mud. Whatever you like, and whoever you are, we can't wait to meet you!

Now bring on the narrowing down of names, shopping, and nursery decorating. Time to get down to business!

I hope your weekend was as wonderful and special as ours.