We cut into our gender reveal cake on Sunday afternoon and were overjoyed at the sight of pink spots baked throughout the layers of vanilla + buttercream.
No sooner had Marty plated that first piece when I began to cry. This is real. I’m growing a little human. A girl. Our little girl.
I’ve been pregnant for twenty weeks now but the notion still boggles my mind. I can’t wait until I can begin to feel her kicks. I’m sure that will take this experience to a whole new level.
Thank you all for your well wishes (and fun gender guesses!) Marty and I are overjoyed to be welcoming a little lady into our home this fall.