It's a....

On November 1, Joe and I got to spend an hour gazing at the murky image of our baby Kuhlrock. The ultrasound technician did a thorough job of measuring all the baby's legs, arms, head circumference, blood flow to kidneys, all four chambers of the heart, and probably tons of other things I didn't realize we were looking at. Then the time came for us to get a look at the baby's genitals. And yes, we were very excited.

The ultrasound tech positioned the wand and up came an image of what looked like half a c. She was excited. She asked, "So, have you read all the books and know what to look for?" I was still not understanding that what we were looking at was going to give us any sort of clue as to whether we were having a Kuhlrock Jr. or Kuhlette. We said, "No, not at all." She announced, "Congratulations you guys, you are going to be having a little..."

The way we decided to share the news to our immediate family was to have them over for dinner at the new house. The plan was to bake individual cupcakes with either blue or pink filling, indicating boy or girl. Of course this was in theory, and it meant I had to not blab the secret beforehand. (Somewhat unsuccessful) So, on Thursday (for Joe's family) and then the following Friday (I know! A week and a half of keeping silent to my family! Ask Joe how well that went...) we gave our families cupcakes.











IT'S A GIRL!