Oh how we play mind games with ourselves while pregnant. I have anyway. Growing up, I always had the feeling I'd have a girl first (that my family would be made up mostly of girls actually). Think that's because I grew up with three sisters and a brother at the end? Because I always thought I'd have a girl first I was now convinced it would be a boy instead.Since pregnant, I didn't want to tell people that I had a feeling one way or that I wanted a certain sex. You just set yourself up to be wrong and look bad! I kept mum, except for going into way too much detail (on the above) to people I'm sure didn't really want the entire backstory.
For the past few weeks I've been getting ready for the baby to be a boy. I became really excited about the idea of a miniature Ben running around. His dad would teach him golf and I'd teach him how to throw a ball.
Then we find out it's a girl! Of course, just when I was ready for a boy. The ultrasound tech announced it and the nurse said in 25 years she'd never seen him wrong. Lying flat on the table I could hardly make out anything on the screen, with exception of the spine - that one's easy. It is kind of surreal to instantly have someone tell you what you're having. It's like, "If you say so! I guess I'll start shopping for pink."
I must admit I am really excited. (and that my pink stash was slightly larger than my blue stash). Now on to names, nursery design and all that other fun stuff.
p.s. - I don't know HOW people go 10 months without knowing what they're having. It has helped me (and esp. Ben) connect with the baby/pregnancy so much more. It's also a tremendous surprise to look forward to and a great way to celebrate your half-way mark. And what about all those necessary preparations? Like you have something else going on for the next five months and want to save all that shopping for AFTER baby? I don't get it.












