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For those of you avid readers, you may recall the last post had an asterisk in it with no explanation.  That is partly because I forgot to type the story at the bottom of the last post, but as luck would have it, I now have a new post!

When I was pregnant with both Laurel, we didn't want to find out the sex of the baby.  The ultrasound technician was very good about using "baby" instead of a pronoun when we saw Laurel at 20 weeks.  So, we made it to almost her whole growing period without knowing if she was a she or a he!  About a week before Laurel was born, I went to see my doctor for a regular checkup.  She knew we did not know the sex of the baby, but I guess she had a mental slip because as she was looking at my chart making sure I was still healthy and getting everything in order for a delivery any day, she blurted out, "Okay, and you're having a girl....".  She said it so off-handed that at first I wasn't sure she even was looking at my information!  I was totally convinced Laurel was going to be a boy.  Anyway, I didn't say anything to her and tried to forget that I just heard I was having another girl.  But, alas, she was a girl and I am so thankful that God knew better than I did that I needed two girls close in age who would grow up to be best friends and great big sisters!  And we can now have girls day of fun together!

Lest we forget just how adorable Laurel was as a baby.