Blueberry is a ...

"Guys in my family don't make baby girls."

Its one of the first things my husband ever told me. And he's right. The past 3 generations that I know of, no girls have been born into that family. He has only 2 other male cousins on that side, and with 4 kids between the 3 of them, all 4 kids have been boys.

I'm sorry, make that 5 boys. Baby blueberry is packing heat.

We picked Sully up from school early so he could be with us when we found out, good or bad. (He was adamant since we told him I was pregnant that this baby was a boy. Any talk of the baby being a girl wasn't tolerated, and he made it very clear if this was a sister, he was going to cry. No pressure, no pressure at all kid.) Everything looked great on blueberry, and at the very end, he marked both of his legs, and started to make a dotted line to the goods sticking straight up into the air. 

I saw a look similar on my husbands face I've only seen one other time ... the time our Dr. told us our first born would be a son. Still laying down I saw him whisper into Sully's ear "Do you know what that means? You're getting your brother." I saw Sully, with his arm wrapped around his Daddy's neck, light up completely and smile ear to ear. I could feel my eyes start to well up and yelled out "Are you serious?! Its another boy!?"and I lost it. In a really good, my-life-is-complete-there-is-nothing-better-than-this-moment-right-now kind of way.

"That's fine, I've always pictured myself as a mom of all boys anyways." ...

Everyone who knows us knows that our journey to get pregnant Sully was a long one. A three year wait to be exact littered with fertility appointments, tests, medicines and more waiting. Our decision to expand our family wasn't one we took lightly, we knew what we could possibly be up against again. We were prepared, ready and at peace with the fact that Sully could and possible would, be our only child. We made a plan, gave ourselves a time limit that we would pull the plug by. I didn't want to involve doctors and medications again this time around.

And so the pregnancy test that turned pink with two clear lines I took on St. Patrick's Day, right before a get together with friends because I was feeling "off" ... came as a huge shock. We had only been actually "trying" a month. My sister cried, jumped up and down. We just stood there staring at each other in disbelief ... And  the kid we thought could be our only one, now lays on my tummy every night and whispers "Goodnight baby brother."

I feel sometimes still in disbelief. Two sons. This will be my life now.

Its strange to feel like you've come full circle. That the things you always thought could be, are now things that are. Having Sully finally made us a family. Blueberry is finally completing it. I never thought 13 years into meeting the father of my children and having that conversation we'd finally be closing (and simultaneously) starting a new chapter, but I guess its true - the best things in life are always worth waiting for.

Bring on the sweaty sports clothes, wrestling matches,
broken furniture, super hero action figures that litter my halls ... 

toilet seats that never get put down, and shopping trips every other day to keeps snacks stocked in the house. I'm totally ready to live out the rest of my days with my house full of dudes. 

November can't come soon enough little man. We all love you so much already ....