Almost

I don't usually prepare ahead of time.

At least not before the ultrasound.

But this time, everything is different.

For one thing, I still like the other name we took to the hospital last May to "try on" our newborn.

And it very likely could be the name of this next babe of ours.

I can't help but think Christian and a little buddy were in cahoots up in heaven and this is their little trick on us.

So, when I came across this little outfit in the store the other day, I fell in love.

But I didn't buy it.

However, I just kept thinking about it, so I swung by and picked it up today.

I thought I'd have to settle for the newborn size, as that's the only size they had the first time I saw it. That size would last maybe a week but I was willing to do that just because it's so cute! But today, they had a 3 months size. It was meant to be, I'm sure.

Marc thinks that because this time, we're prepared for a boy, it will be a girl.

I just don't see that happening.

Just looking at this little sleeper, I can almost smell another newborn.

I can almost picture another snuggle-y boy with dark hair and blue eyes.

I can almost hear a baby cry.

And I'm almost excited.

Which gives me a glimmer of hope--I might actually get excited someday.