In this picture you're looking up at the butt with a thigh to the upper right and another to the lower left then the head up behind the butt cheeks. And of course, you ought to know where to see the evidence.
I've been convinced it would be a boy ever since we found out we were pregnant. But about two weeks ago, after hearing so many people say that they predict a girl, I started getting nervous. Not that I don't want a girl. I desperately do. But at the same time I'm terribly frightened by the idea. Not that girls are too much but that I'm too little. With a boy I'm somewhat experienced. With a girl I'm clueless. Just ask Shireen!
So, I am relieved and quite excited that we are having a son. I'm sure the next will be a girl. We have considered some names. His name shall be Samuel Rhys Wright. We will call him Rhys (pronounced Reese). That is the original Welsh spelling. Rhys means "God breathed" or "Inspired of God." And Samuel means "God has heard." He may endure a little ridicule because of the odd spelling but it will only add character.
Ashley found a verse in Job that we are very fond of and plan to use it with Rhys a good bit. It's Job 33:4, "The Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life." I look forward to the day of walking through the book of Job with Rhys. I pray that Jesus takes hold of his heart at an early age. That he learns to walk as Christ did, in spite of my shortcomings. Your prayers are greatly desired!
And, as you know, Rhys likes to wave!