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So we found out today. Twenty weeks and it’s a GIRL. I’m sitting here watching Marcus sketch a tiny dress on a napkin like he’s designing the next great fashion line and I can’t stop smiling.

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I called my mom the second we got in the car and we both started crying before I even got the words out. She said “she’s going to be just like you, mija” and Marcus said “God help us” from the driver’s seat. I threw my water bottle at him. He’s not wrong though.

A daughter. I keep saying it out loud just to hear how it sounds. Marcus keeps looking at that ultrasound photo like he’s trying to memorize her tiny face. Twenty more weeks and we get to meet this little person who’s already turned our whole world upside down. I have a feeling she’s going to keep us on our toes.