Two little BOYS are what the doc saw!
I was amazed. For some reason I never pictured boys in my life.
Wyatt apparently has always pictured twin boys in his life, like really pictured them... something he failed to mention to me until now.
But we're both oh- so thrilled!
If there is anyone who deserves two little boys to raise, it's Wy.
He grew up with 6 sisters. Give the guy a hand.
Tate, as you can imagine, thinks she's the luckiest girl ever, and responded to the news with an ultra-dramatic "ohhh, I've always wanted brothers!"
For her 4 long years of life, she's always wanted brothers, apparently.
She talks daily about how she'll "totally show them about trucks and cars and cool stuff".
I'm worried when they come, I'll have 3 little boys running around.
Well, I'm feeling a bit clueless about the whole boy thing to be honest. Not like Tate is super girly or anything, but she's also not your typical rambunctious little boy either.
Little boys get that rap, don't they?
I'm hoping some of Tate's sweetness, calmness, cleanliness, and over-all perfectness will rub off on them too:) I'm not the best at dealing with loud noises and messes.
Shoot. I'm really in for it, aren't I?
(I'm now 21 weeks, but don't expect a weekly picture:)