Graffiti62
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Have you ever wound up expecting one thing, and then getting the complete opposite, even though you have proof otherwise? That happened to my wife and me today.
My wife went into labor with our second baby early this morning. Prior to this, we have had two ultrasounds to take a look at the baby. Every single one showed proof that it was going to be a little girl (would be my second). Today, we were in the birthing process, and, all of a sudden, we heard the doctor (mind you--the SAME doctor who administered the second ultrasound at 30 weeks to confirm the gender) shout out "it's a boy!"
At this point, my wife and I were both looking at ourselves going "yeah, right" at the doctor, thinking she was pulling a joke on us.
All of a sudden, she holds the baby up, and my wife and I were like:
So, with that being said, here's my little man and (hopefully) future rock nut, Michael Sean Arendt:
The little blonde-haired girl is my daughter Gabby. Contrary to the picture, she is very happy; she just doesn't hold a smile long enough for the camera to finish the picture.
Everyone is in great shape afterwards. My wife isn't in nearly as much pain as she was after the birth of our daughter, and the baby is doing exceptionally well, and is taking after the old man, finding that there isn't a nap that he doesn't flat-out enjoy.
My wife went into labor with our second baby early this morning. Prior to this, we have had two ultrasounds to take a look at the baby. Every single one showed proof that it was going to be a little girl (would be my second). Today, we were in the birthing process, and, all of a sudden, we heard the doctor (mind you--the SAME doctor who administered the second ultrasound at 30 weeks to confirm the gender) shout out "it's a boy!"
At this point, my wife and I were both looking at ourselves going "yeah, right" at the doctor, thinking she was pulling a joke on us.
All of a sudden, she holds the baby up, and my wife and I were like:
So, with that being said, here's my little man and (hopefully) future rock nut, Michael Sean Arendt:
The little blonde-haired girl is my daughter Gabby. Contrary to the picture, she is very happy; she just doesn't hold a smile long enough for the camera to finish the picture.
Everyone is in great shape afterwards. My wife isn't in nearly as much pain as she was after the birth of our daughter, and the baby is doing exceptionally well, and is taking after the old man, finding that there isn't a nap that he doesn't flat-out enjoy.