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Boy or Girl, This Baby Will Move Mountains

I’m more than halfway through my pregnancy with my third child.  It won’t be long before we meet this precious new member of our family.  I’m over-the-moon excited and my pregnancy hormones are coming on strong!  I’m dreaming.  I’m nesting.  I’m IN LOVE.
This time I don’t know the gender of the baby.  I knew with both of my boys by now.  When my husband first suggested that we shouldn’t find out the gender this time I laughed.  I thought he had to be kidding knowing that patience is not one of my strong points.  Though my kids are working on that with me.  It turns out he was dead serious and after he did a great job romanticizing the moment of him and I in the delivery room hearing the magic “It’s a ……”, I agreed to wait.  To my surprise it hasn’t been as hard as I imagined.  A lot of people have said to me that they couldn’t wait because they are planners.  I get that, although, I think I’m a planner too.  But I suppose when it’s your third little one there is not a lot to plan with regards to material things you will need.  And when I dream about my little one I focus on the things that I want for them whether they are a boy or a girl.  I spend a lot of time thinking about how I will have a special connection with this baby because I am the third child in my family so I understand this role best.
Last night I was wide awake at 12:30am because pregnancy insomnia is real.  All of the pregnant women reading this can empathize I’m sure.  I was thinking about my two little boys and how each of them have such unique and special personalities.  I can’t wait to find out what my last little one will be like.  Like most moms, I have big dreams for this baby.  I don’t mean big dreams like wanting him or her to be the President of the United States.  I actually think that job would really suck.  First and foremost I dream that this little one (and all of my kids) will be HAPPY.  I want them to know that being happy might be something completely different for each of them and I’m excited to see what path brings each of them happiness.  I want them to recognize that happiness and success are not tied to material things though it’s easy to lose sight of this at times.  I want them to realize that even in this very brand centric world we live in, wearing or driving or displaying specific brands should not help them to define who they are.  (This may seem odd since their mom is a marketer but perhaps it’s because I’m a marketer that I feel strongly that using brands to influence the perception of who we are is ridiculous.)  If I can get one message across to them I hope they will know that WHO they are INSIDE is what will truly define them and should matter most to the important people in their lives.  I want them to be KIND.  I want them to value people and experiences before belongings.  I want them to be strong and confident and not afraid to stand out in the crowd.  There are a lot of simple, day-to-day lessons I get hung up on with my kids like going potty and taking turns but these are definitely the bigger picture life long lessons I hope I can demonstrate and instill on this baby and my other two children.
Until last night I wasn’t really thinking about doing much for a nursery “theme” but as I was dreaming of what I want for this little one, all of my favorite Dr. Seuss quotes were coming into my mind and it hit me that “Oh, the places you’ll go…” is the perfect theme.  I instantly went on Pinterest and started pinning away.  This nursery theme is the perfect representation of my current mindset for this precious baby and will be a reminder to me of what I want for them every time I sit in that glider in their room.  Whether this baby is a boy or a girl, I am so eager to meet them and see where they go.  Boy or girl, this baby WILL move mountains!
"Oh, the places you’ll go
You’ve got brains in your head
You’ve got feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
Kid, you’ll move mountains!"
~Dr. Seuss

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