Boys, Boys, Boys!!!

Yippeee!!!! We FINALLY found out!

At 13 weeks I had a 4D ultrasound and was asked if we wanted to know the gender. We did, but our doctor got called away for an emergency in the middle of our appointment and ran out the door before telling us. It wasn't too big of a deal because I didn't even know they could tell that early.

Then at my 16 week appointment, I thought for sure we'd find out (we found out at 15 weeks with the triplets). No ultrasound and was told that we'd get one in a month. Bummer.

My 20 week appointment was scheduled for tomorrow (Friday) but was cancelled due to Hurricane Ike. I was really disappointed thinking I would have to wait at least another week, but the office called this morning and said they could squeeze me in. Hooray! So I loaded up the trio, picked up Patrick and headed to the med center. The first thing Dr. Kirshon said when he started the ultrasound was "so you have 3 boys and a girl". It took a second but then I realized what he had just said!


I have been thinking that "it" may be a boy. I've been telling Patrick that this baby reminds me of how Logan was when I was pregnant with the trio. Logan was VERY active and layed in the same position as #4.

So Lauren will remain the princess of the household (and I fear for her future boyfriends!!!). Another boy - I can't wait!

I think we even have a name picked out, too...London! Ever since we started talking about London as a name it seems to stick out a lot (like street names, etc).

Lathan, Lauren, Logan & London - sounds pretty sweet to me!!!!

* Cute Loganism from the appointment today...Logan is a NEAT FREAK and is always looking for trash to throw away or for things to clean up. He was disgusted when the doctor spread ultrasound gel over my belly. He kept asking what it was and asking if he could wipe it off! He was genuinely concerned!

Also, this was the 1st time since the NICU that Dr Kirshon had seen the trio. At every appointment he goes over the highlights of my preterm labor and hospital bedrest and always asks how the trio are doing. I get chills because he tells me over and over how lucky we are that they are so healthy and doing so well. Today he just stood and looked at them and kept saying how he couldn't believe they were the same 28 weekers who struggled so much in the beginning. We are SOOOOOOO blessed!

Ok - off to bed - we had a busy day evacuating from the hurricane. :)