Big brother seems to think it's a baby sister. Every time I ask about the baby, it's a baby sister, and just the other day he reminded me he needed to be careful with my tummy because baby sister is in there. Daddy, on the other hand, thinks it's a boy. No logical reason exists for this prediction other than the Chinese calendar told him so. You know the hubby, he has fun with everything and when I told him a friend used a Chinese calendar to guess the gender of her baby, he began looking up every calendar he could find to try and take a guess. To say he's excited about our impending arrival is an understatement. He even created a countdown on his phone to remind us when he or she gets here. I can ask him at any moment how many more days, hours and seconds I have until the baby arrives, and he can quickly swoop in with the answer with a few clicks of a button.
But as lost as I feel on the gender of our baby, one thing I most definitely know to be true is Braedan's confidence in the role of big brother. He is ready and will be the best big brother, he even told me so himself the other day. After he hugged my belly to give the baby a hug I told him, "Braedan, you're going to be the best big brother." And do you know what my sweet little boy followed up with in response to that statement? He replied with a resounding, "EVER!"
This is how he hugs the baby. And how he is preparing this morning for the big day. |
this is great! i can totally picture brian with the countdown thing.:)
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