Peter Max

They are 95% sure. That it's a boy. They were about 95% sure that we were having girls too--my babies just do not cooperate with the ultrasound. They are 100% sure that things look good, spine is intact, hands and feet are whole so that's what is important.

We are pretty stoked, though, I can't lie.

I was so expecting another girl, that I kind of miss her a little bit, but there is a 5% chance, so I will be overjoyed either way, especially after the baby is actually born. The downside to finding out ahead of time is that you still have to have the baby--the upside is that the girls and we now know who we are waiting for. When you know baby ahead of time it feels like they become part of the family sooner.

Yesterday was such a blur--my sister called and she and Ben were coming up (surprise!), so we invited them all along. It's good for their medical training after all, and that way we had someone there to hold the babies.

The name came suddenly and last minute--Max has long been decided on, but we couldn't decide on a first name, mainly because so many names sound funny in front of Jeromin. They just do. And boys don't get a second chance when they get married. Peter had come into my mind a few times--after Peter the Rock, the high king of Narnia, the mountain boy (goes so well with Heidi and Elsa), and just a dash of Pan. What's not to love?

We are thankful for a healthy baby BOY!! Just 22 more weeks to go....