Boy or Girl.... who wants to know?

So, a few weeks ago (November 26th to be exact) I had a doctor's appointment. Just the typical pee in a cup, weight, blood pressure, and heart beat..... so I thought. Then, the nurse wheeled in an ultrasound machine. Daniel and I had already decided that we were going to wait and find out the sex of the baby when he/she arrived. We found out with the twins and just thought it would be something fun and different. I thought I was strong enough to hold out.... evidently my friends knew me better. They couldn't believe that I could do it.... I was bound and determined to stick to my guns and wait. HA. All she had to do is wheel in that little machine, and I panicked! It wasn't suppose to work this way. I was suppose to get my ultrasound at about 20 weeks (I was only 16 weeks at this point) and Daniel was going to be there with me and we were going to be strong together. So, I was alone.... did I mention it was my birthday..... and weak. I told the nurse and doctor that I had to consult with hubby first. So, I called Daniel at work. I was expecting him to say, "No way! Be strong!" but instead said, "Do what you want to do." Ah! What DID I want to do? Was I going to be disappointed with myself? But, what a cool birthday present! How special would that memory be? One of Daniel's requests was for the doctor to write it down and seal it and we could see it together later. What a great idea.... I could have time to think about it and if we decided to keep it a surprise, we could throw the paper away. Perfect. So, that's what we did. I couldn't wait until that evening, so I drove to Navasota and met Daniel for lunch out at his dad's land and we opened it together. So perfect and special. A moment I won't forget. So.... it's a BOY! We're excited of course....we would have been excited either way. We aren't disclosing the name yet.... it will be a surprise (at least to most.... I've opened my big mouth and told some people.... but, I made them promise not to tell!).