Pink or Blue

I live with all males. I have two male dogs. One male cat. And the husband, as you've likely guessed, is also male. I have believed throughout this entire pregnancy that I am carrying a boy. Why? I do not know - I just have. I have had a VERY difficult time looking at girl names, in fact, I've actually thought, "Why are we looking at girl names anyway? I know it's a boy." A woman at work, who says that she "knows things, has feelings about things" (and hey, maybe she does) has said repeatedly, that although I am "carrying like it's a boy" she sees girl. I shrug my shoulders and tell her that I feel, however, that it's a boy. I've also bought all boy clothing - despite the fact that I had no definitive proof of the baby's gender. It just seemed wrong to buy anything girlie or neutral - because I just felt like, it's a boy, why buy some lame yellow or white outfit (and anyone who tells you that neutral baby clothes are just as cute as gender specific clothes is completely out to lunch, if you ask me, which you didn't)? My mother's side is all girls, everyone, until my sister came along, has had girls. My sister, defied the odds (although yes, it's totally determined by the male, but whatever) by having three boys and then one girl. When the first boy came along, we stared at him and didn't know quite what to do with him. A boy! What does one do with boy?! When the girl finally came along, we stared at HER and weren't quite sure what to do with her - so used to boys we'd become.

In all this, although you might say things have been "planned" (Clomid, IUI, etc.) it didn't feel that way - everything about my reproductive life in the past three plus years has felt completely, utterly, and absolutely unplanned, in so many ways. So, it was an easy decision for us to want to know the gender. And the husband has been anxiously awaiting the 20 week scan in the hopes that we would find out. I, on the other hand, was mainly concerned that the scan would show no anomalies but was, excited (when I let myself) to know as well. So, when it came time for the 20 week scan, the minute I laid down I said, "We would like to know the sex, if you are able to tell." She did a beautiful job of telling us exactly what she was doing and that each and every measurement was normal. However, the little bugger was in a transverse position, with the head near my right side and the rump near my left. The hands were also in front of the face. This made it nearly impossible to see a clear view of the lips or of the heart. And despite the fact that I tried to jump around, poke at my stomach, drink juice, and lay on my left, the bugger wouldn't budge. So, I have to go back next week for those remaining two measurements. At the very end, she said, "Let's find out if the room will be pink or will it be blue?" She moved the scanner around and at last said, "Boy. It's a boy!" And I yelled, "I KNEW IT!" like a complete lunatic. Later, the husband said, "My son" and we both laughed and carried on with the delight of it all. A son. We're going to have a son. And we couldn't be more thrilled.