First a girl. A year later, another girl. Finally in 1983 a boy. 1986 welcomes another girl. Then, two female dogs completed this family.
This was Jakes family. Then Pam found out she was unexpectedly expecting. Jake was old enough by now to want a boy to play with. He hoped and prayed this little baby would be a brother. The day of the delivery, 9 year old Jake waited patiently to find out if he was going to have a brother. As the news broke that it was another girl, he ran behind the trash can and cried....heartbroken that he did not get a brother. But there was still hope for this little lad, for his mother found she would be a mother of 6.
By now Jake knew it was another sister. He wouldn't hope for a boy this time.
This morning, the morning of our ultrasound, I made Jake promise me that he wouldn't hide behind the trash can and cry if it was a girl.
He didn't cry. Not this time. The Berner name will carry on.....