Cupcake...Pink or Blue?

The votes are in and the jury has decided -- BLUE!!! 
Thank God for such a wonderful report on Cupcake's health today!  :)

I was honestly shocked at how emotional I was during the sonogram and finding out the gender.  The sonogram wasn't anything like with Nicoda -- different people attending, different size baby -- but the dr kept talking about how healthy and normal Cupcake looks and I could barely hold back the tears.  That reassurance that everything was fine was what I banked on with Nicoda and it does nothing to hold back my fears for Cupcake.  Nicoda was healthy and normal -- said the drs from sono to autospy.  Ugh!  I hated that both joy and fear were battling in my head when there should be no battle at all..  Although I won't lie -- I cried after Nicoda's sonogram too just from awe at him.  :)  Then I got to talk with Khalid and I opened the final picture that shows Cupcake and the phrase "It's a BOY!" and I lost it for a minute and it shocked me.  I truly wanted just a healthy baby, but mentally was leaning towards boy.  And now I have written this next sentence like 10x, but nothing I type makes sense or is truly what I was feeling at that moment.  It wasn't deja vu, but just the fear that it could turn into it...  So in all the hub-bub of falling in love with my healthy baby boy, of the excitment of picking out names, and the natural progression to start thinking of what sport he might play - I need prayers.  Prayers that I can learn more and more how to truly give this baby over to God -- his birth, his life, and my worries and fears for him.  

A mother's joy begins when new life is stirring inside... when a tiny heartbeat is heard for the very first time, and a playful kick reminds her that she is never alone.