Last week I posted this picture on Instagram and based on the comments I realized that lots of y'all might not know the story surrounding it. So today, I'm going to share about how/when we found out that our Griffin Henry was actually Griffin Joy.
In July of 2012 Dave and I bought a minivan. It was in that moment that we pretty much jinxed ourselves :) hahaha
We had settled on having the two boys and then discussing the possibility of adding a sister to our family through adoption once both the boys were in school. We were comfortable with that idea and so when I took a pregnancy test that fateful August morning we were shocked. Shocked.
After recovering from the initial surprise we had so much fun telling everyone our news :)
From the very beginning I felt AWFUL. I was sick all the time. The middle school teachers share a bathroom with the elementary school classrooms that are on our end of the deck and I have kids in my classes now who remember being in the 4th and 5th grade and having me scar them for life with how violently ill I was in their bathroom all the time. hahahaha I kept a little bag in there with mouthwash (I couldn't use a toothbrush because it would make me gag and get sick again) and my first three periods of the day knew that when I left quickly in the middle of a lecture that they needed to just hang out quietly for a few minutes until I got back. It was rough. I REALLY felt like the baby was a girl though since I was NEVER sick with either of the boys. Throw on top of all of that Luke was in his first year of PreK (which was not as easy as we had anticipated) and Mason was 18 months old. Fun times :)
Early in November (I was around 15.5 weeks), we all headed to a private ultrasound company in Frisco. My OB wouldn't do an anatomy ultrasound before 20 weeks and although I considered faking some ailment to try to sneak in an extra ultrasound I decided to keep it above board and head to the private company :)
The first time we went they told us they were "almost positive" the baby was a boy... but that I could come back the following week to confirm. The second go around they confirmed what the ultrasound tech had said and we announced that we were having a third baby boy! We put these pictures on our Christmas cards, told all of my family who was in town for my brother's wedding and I started to wrap my brain around living in a house full of BOYS!
At 21 weeks we went in for the anatomy ultrasound at my OB's office and told the tech we already knew the gender. We casually chatted as she began her measurements, starting at the head and working her way down. We talked about that sweet little profile, the cheeks, etc. and when she got "down there" she asked us again where we had had our earlier ultrasound and confirmed with us that the other tech had said boy. I thought she was just being talkative and when she goes, "well... they were wrong. She's DEFINITELY a girl", I lost it. Lost. It.
We spend the next 5 minutes double, triple and quadruple checking. She called in the doctor who confirmed and we pulled out our ultrasound pictures from the previous month. Apparently, at 16.5 weeks, there can be a lot of hormonal surges, and the previous tech mistook swelling for boy parts (to her credit... the ultrasound really did look like a boy. hahahaha).
We walked out of the ultrasound room and were ushered to the waiting area (I had a check-up we were waiting for) and we both kind of sat there in stunned silence. When we had come into the office, we had told all the staff that we were having a boy (after three pregnancies I felt like I saw some of them more than several members of our own family) and so as we sat there and nurses started to hear about our surprising news they would come by to see the pictures and I would burst into tears over and over again. When we got back into the exam room, Dave and I took this picture :)
Besides the staff at our OB's office, the first person to know that Griffin Henry was actually Griffin Joy was Kelly our photographer. When we had taken our family pictures we didn't know the gender yet, and so we took pictures with a "brother" chalkboard and then I erased it, wrote "sister" and we took more pictures.
I remember texting Kelly telling her that we were going to need the sister pics as we would be posting a retraction of our Christmas card :)
That night we tried to think of how we could get my parents to come down to our house and so I decided it would be a good idea to call them in a panic saying that we had a huge water leak in our bathroom. They came BARRELING down the street and into our bathroom where this was waiting for them :)
I managed to keep it a secret from my girlfriends that night and when I was at Shay's Recipe Exchange the next evening I somehow held it in until we were all sitting around eating and someone goes, "oh, Andrea! How was your check-up yesterday?" and I answered with, "Great! Everything is perfect and we've changed the name to Griffin Joy since the baby is actually a girl".
Cue the screaming. And crying. Again. ;)
I didn't really think twice about whether or not Griffin was really a girl (like, whether the second ultrasound was wrong and she was actually a boy) until we were on our way to the hospital. I went into labor on Mason's second birthday and delayed going to the hospital as long as possible and when we were on our way it all of a sudden hit me. What if the second ultrasound had been wrong?!?! What if she was actually a he?!?!? Why didn't I ask for another ultrasound after the anatomy one?!?!?!
A few hours later we were holding our sweet, beautiful daughter and were laughing about how God's plan for our family was soooooooooo completely different than ours, but soooooooo much better :)
I like to be the boss. I like to make lists and plans and I like to know what's coming next.
Having the experience that we did with Griffin taught me lots about letting go of my plans expectations and enjoying the experiences that come my way. Sometimes the best experiences are the unplanned ones :)
Happy Thursday, Friends!!!