It's a... JAR!

We went for our 19 week sono last week. What an adventure. Praise the Lord that Avery was at school and Caleb was able to take an early lunch to help me manage 2 toddlers in the waiting room of my ob's office for 1 1/2 hours before I got in the sono room and waited an additional 20 minutes. Times like these I am reminded why I rarely leave the house, pregnant with two toddlers and an occasional (when she is not at school) pre-k kiddo in tow.

Actually, the real reason can be found here. It was horrible, and it happened before many of you followed my blog. It was life changing.

I digress... What a truly magnificent thing it is to have a sonogram. It is really miraculous to see the little person that is being knit together in your womb without so much as a thought from you. How very kind of the Lord to just work His wonders of creating the chambers of a heart, the intricacies of the lungs, the fingerprints that are completely unique to every individual. All the while I am thinking of how to remove dried cheerios from McClaine's bedroom ceiling, or how to rig some sort of straps in my abused highchair to keep my escape artist, Audrey, in while I am whipping up a complex meal like spaghetti.

The sono technician was so amazed that we were having another one in addition to the two young ones that were acting like monkeys while she sloshed the cold, slimy gel across my abdomen. I just let her believe that three would be a handful, when really, Caleb and I feel so extremely blessed that four in four years is a wonderful stewardship and blessing from the Lord.

We told her that we didn't want to know the gender of our new one, but truthfully, since I just can't make up my mind, I asked her to write the gender on the back of a inconspicuous picture and put it in an envelope.

BEHOLD! Quatro...

So, what's your guess? If you want to come over, you can take a peek in the jar and find out for yourself.