Now those are three words that haven’t been used in the same sentence since the late 1800s, but Andy and I finally heard them yesterday. After months of just assuming our newest addition would be another boy based on genetic history, we saw first hand at our ultrasound the first female to be born into the Muse bloodline in over 100 years.
Along with surprise, we felt a little bewildered. Although we never had any preferences toward the sex, I would be the first to admit I have no clue what to do with a little girl (and neither does Andy). Pink dresses. Hair Ribbons. Polly Pockets. These are all foreign concepts to me, so I guess I need to do a little bit of research on everything baby girl.
But overall, we are very excited and we welcome the challenge. Plus, my first shopping spree at oldnavy.com proved you can find plenty of cute, baby girl outfits that are NOT pink. What a relief!!Now how soon do you think we can have our first girls vs. boys family soccer match?
All I have to save is that Jordan and Laura are brave. I never would have taken the chance. Or even given two thoughts about it. But they seemed to have all the confidence (or care free attitude) to let our little guy attempt to walk down the aisle fulfilling his official role as ring bearer in their wedding last December.
To my surprise, when it came to crunch time, all it took was for Mommy to put Alex down, point him in the right direction and say, “go get Rosie (the flower girl that became his new best friend at the rehearsal dinner).” From there, Alex was loose, and although he started out at with a sprint (and cummerbund riding up to his chest), he eventually smoothed his pace and shuffled the distance to Daddy. And fortunately, not one of my 100 disrupting wedding scenarios – some of which involved an ambulance – came to life.
For more wedding pictures, click here.
Once again, we were spoiled with the ease of living in Ohio and making it through another holiday season. Alex enjoyed all the attention from his grandparents and all the playtime with his cousins at numerous family get-togethers. I enjoyed the fact my appetite was back in time for all the holiday meals and desserts!
To view picture from Thanksgiving, click here.
To view pictures from Christmas, chick here.
To view pictures from New Years Eve, click here.
Now those are three words that haven’t been used in the same sentence since the late 1800s, but Andy and I finally heard them yesterday. After months of just assuming our newest addition would be another boy based on genetic history, we saw first hand at our ultrasound the first female to be born into the Muse bloodline in over 100 years.
