we had our 20 week ultrasound on wednesday to find out if we're having a little bitty this

or a little bitty this

the doctor asked us if we wanted to know, which has been a question we've been asking ourselves for awhile now, too. we both got cold feet and couldn't remember at that crucial moment if we had decided yes or no. luckily, we anticipated such a freeze and brought a card that i had made a little while back and was saving for a special occasion (little did i know, it'd be my OWN special occasion) and envelope for the doc to write the gender down and seal for us to open when we were ready.

we drove all the way home without even talking about what was inside the sealed envelope. then, when we got home, the boy immediately went upstairs to take a nap. what?? at a time like this, you need a nap?? then, when he woke up, a bunch of people stopped by unannounced. what?? all you people decide to show up at that crucial moment just because??
when we finally got a minute to ourselves later that night (which seriously felt like years later to a person with my level of patience...), we went and sat on our porch swing, where we got engaged (seemed like an appropriate place) and opened the card excited for whatever it had to say