Monday, January 5, 2009
It's a ...
I had the 20-week ultrasound today -- "the biggie" as the nurses at my doctor's office call it. Rye came along, too, and the ultrasound tech almost right away asked him what he thought the baby would be.
"A brother," Rye said.
Two seconds later, the tech (who might be the nicest person I've ever met), said, "What if it's a sister?"
She checked again. Yep.
I have felt like it was a girl growing inside there. I really did. But I was trying not to get my hopes up.
Now, my hopes can stay up.
I already have a perfect little boy. Now, I can do the girl things I always thought I'd someday do as a parent of a little girl, too: nail painting, hair-do-ing, shopping, etc.
Now, just five more months of baby-growing to endure...