Many of you already know this from Facebook but I thought that I would make a post about it anyway because it is pretty big news in our family: we will be having a boy!
We went to the doctor on Thursday with Emma, Grammy, and Mimi in tow, to find out what the next little Robinson would be. Grammy and Mimi were both fully expecting a girl, and Emma, when asked what the baby was, she responded “Gurl!”
After all the checking and measuring of the important baby stats, the technician had Kip call in the rest of the family to have the gender of the baby finally announced. Once everyone was in the room, the Tech announced, “Well, it’s a boy.” Her inflection showed no excitement or interest. It sounded like she was telling us that “Well, it’s going to rain today.” The reactions that followed though were more interesting. Kip, according to my mother, beamed with a big goofy grin. Mimi was so excited she teared up and exclaimed, “I know what to do with a boy!” Grammy was all smiles, and asked me if I was ok. (You have to understand that Kip and I really wanted another little girl, much like my sister Emily really wanted a little boy.) I was in a state of shock and surprise for a few seconds, and then I just thought, “God is giving us a little boy, and he is healthy, moving, and going to be very precious when he gets here in less than 20 weeks.” I was a little disappointed at first, and terrified because I figured out what to do with a baby girl with Emma, but I have no experience with little boys on an extended basis. There are little boys in the nursery at church, but I usually let them be on their own and when they need a diaper change, I let the other worker handle that. I am happy that we are going to have a little boy, and I am looking forward to buying him his own new wardrobe now that I know I need to have clothes for a little boy.
For those of you that have been living under a rock or don’t keep up with our lives like a stalker or super-fan, the plan as of now is to have the baby on July 19, via c-section, and name him Grayson Matthew Robinson. No, the name isn’t a family name, it is just a name that Kip and I picked out when I was pregnant with Emma (in the event that she turned out to be a boy) and we still like it, so it will be the name of this baby. And if you’re wondering, we are not naming him “Kip Robinson, III” because Kip says having the same name as your dad makes things too confusing. He figures maybe someday he might have a grandson named Kip. And I’m OK with that.
December 12, 9:18 pm
Laughing is so contagious!!!! Love it!!!!