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We're expecting our first baby in December and we couldn't be more thrilled! Since getting the big news and spreading the big news, one thing has been on our mind: boy or girl?!

Pregnancy announcement. Gender Reveal. Happy couple jumping. Expecting parents.

I LOVE gender reveals! I think they're adorable and exciting and so much fun! But given the timing of when we would find out and the fact that we live quite far from our close family and friends, throwing some big, suspense-filled gender reveal party was a little bit out of the question for us.

So the plan was to come home from the doctor with an envelope and wait ten extra days until our anniversary to find out if we are having a little boy or little girl. Super sweet and special, right? Well, when it came down to it, neither of us could wait any longer! Yes, we left with an envelope, but instead of driving home we drove to Taco Bell (something that's becoming a tradition after doctor appointments), hit the drive through, and parked to eat. We prayed (over the baby and the tacos) and I reached for my Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes (baby's favorite) while Nathan reached for the envelope and asked if I was ready.

No! I've been dying for months to find out and now the moment is here and I'm freaking out!!! Am I ready to find out this major, important part of my life? No, I am not!!!

Let's backtrack for a second here. I have had a feeling since the beginning that it would be a girl. I don't know if that was my gut or wishful thinking or what. Not that I wouldn't be happy with a boy, just I have ZERO experience with baby boys. I have only sisters, I've only babysat girls, I can't even say with certainty I've ever even met a baby boy! All babies are intimidating, but I am much less intimidated by baby girls. To add to this gut feeling, the night before the ultrasound, I had a dream where we were at a baby shower with a "boy" color scheme, but our baby (who had been born I guess?) was a girl. On the way to the doctor's office I told Nathan about the dream jokingly and he said he'd meant to ask me if I'd had any dreams about the baby because he had had a feeling one of us would. Creepy? A sign?! My motherly instinct /special bond with my unborn baby???

No! None of those things! (Except a little bit creepy.)

Because it's a blue, blue blue blue Christmas for the Hilsenbrand's this year!

(cue Elvis Presley's rendition of the song)

That's right, We're having a boy!!!

Pregnancy announcement. Gender Reveal. Happy couple jumping. Expecting parents. Boy gender reveal.

We are SO excited!!!!! Yes, we would have been excited either way and yes, I am still intimidated, but we are SO EXCITED about our little guy on the way! And thanks to my dream, I have a pretty great "boy" color scheme ready to go for the nursery! I admit I was wrong, but hey, there was a 50% chance that I would be wrong! Which is kind of a lot if you don't think about it too much!

We can't wait for Christmas and we can't wait to meet our little boy!

IT'S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!

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