When we found out I was pregnant Brady and I were over the moon with joy. It was something that we both had wanted for awhile. We both wanted to give Harper a sibling and it’s something she has spent the last year and a half asking for. Brady and I both had said that what’s most important is the baby being healthy. That’s what every parent wants. I have always said, a happy and healthy baby is all I could ask for. So when people started asking us “What are you guys hoping for? A boy or a girl” I honestly said, it truly doesn’t matter. Yes it would be nice to have a boy, since we had a beautiful little girl already. But there was something sweet about having another girl. Brady and I would be able to experience a sister to sister relationship that neither one of us have experienced before. So we truly were very open to either. Again, we just wanted the baby to be healthy. And Harper had many ideas of what she wanted as well. One day it was a girl, the next day it was a boy. I knew she would be happy either way as well.
So, when it came time to finding out… we decided to find out together, the three of us, as a family. Our dear friend Vicki talked with our doctor, found out the sex of our baby then passed that precious info on to another close friend of ours, Scout, who then baked a “reveal” cake as you would call it. Blue inside if it’s a boy and pink inside if it’s a girl. I have to say, when I was pregnant with Harper I knew from day one it was a girl. Truly I did. I knew it, felt it, dreamt about her and just knew it in my gut. And this time around I had that same feeling. I knew what the sex was. But of course was excited to find out if my intuition was right again. (It was!)
We waited till Harper got home from school. We had our talented and close photographer friend Elizabeth Messina photograph the special occasion and Vicki to video it so we could then share with our family the exciting news. As Harper sat between us, cake in front of her… I was overwhelmed with excitement and joy. We took the cake knife and all of us watched as we slid the knife down the center to reveal the beautiful BLUE cake that was inside. “Mommy, it’s blue. It’s blue!” Harper said. “We are having blue!” Tears of joy came running down my face. I hugged and kissed my husband then my daughter. How blessed we feel. Blessed with blue.