Today I was able to find out the gender of our baby and.......
I knew it would be a girl. Joel told me it would be.
One day, when he was still in rehab, he told me his back was sore and asked if I would rub it. We propped him up on the bed so I could rub his back. He was still on lots of pain meds at that point so we weren't having super in-depth conversations.
Which is was why I was surprised when he said he needed to talk to me about something. I told him ok and to go ahead.
"You and I are going to have one more child and it's going to be a girl."
I sat there in silence not quite knowing how to respond. In the condition he was in I knew having more kids would most likely be out of the question.
He wasn't happy with my silence.
"Babe, did you hear me?"
"Yes" I said slowly "I heard you. That's great Jojo."
He was more resolute this time and acted slightly annoyed at my indifference.
"No, I need to make sure you understand this. We are going to have one more baby. This baby will be a little girl. Do you understand?"
"Yes, babe, I understand."
He even went on to tell me what to name her (cool story on that later on-after she's born and her name is revealed).
That conversation stayed with me. Mostly because it was one of the most in-depth ones we had when he was sick. But it was also because of his passion and insistence on what he knew was to come.
After I found out I was pregnant, I thought back many times to that conversation and wondered if Joel would be right.
Turns out he was.
So thankful for the gift of our little girl and for a Daddy who knew and loved her before she even came to be.