Boy or Girl? Keep it to Yourself!
So today was a big day. It was ultrasound day! Time for a new picture of my baby and another game of ‘I don’t wanna know the sex.’
You see, imho, ultrasound techs always seem to want to tell you the sex of your baby – I can understand, it’s probably a really awesome part of their job but some people – myself included – like the surprise involved in, well, birth (and I really don’t mind dressing the baby in yellow for the first few months.)
So today, I go in and get the cold gel on my now massive stomach and the tech takes a look and tells me that everything is fine and asks if I’d like to know the sex, I tell him, no thank you, and he says he understands. Two minutes later he’s checking on the baby’s heartbeat and goes, “oh what a strong heartbeat he has…” Now that could just be how he identifies things like how every cat I don’t know is a she and every dog I don’t know is a he or he could have ruined the surprise. Should I buy blue booties now? I don’t know.
So that’s my little story from the ultrasound. Nothing else happened. Nothing at all….
Except it turns out I forgot how to count to nine, which is my roundabout way of saying that the baby isn’t due on March 2nd as I thought but rather is due THIS FRIDAY, Feb 5th!
But that’s okay, it’s not like I have anything planned this week other than my best friend’s wedding – one in which I’m serving as the Maid of Honor and if being a pregnant bridesmaid isn’t enough of distraction I now have to worry about plopping out a kid during the wedding march!
But no, that’s STILL NOT the big news. You see the BIG news is that, that one month kind of, sort of, changes who the dad is…. Now I know that sounds like something out of Jerry Springer but it’s really not that bad, I met (let’s call him Mr.X) Mr. X at a convention and there was a spark and we had a wonderful night filled with wine and um tacos and more wine and ended up, well, pro-creating it seems. He seems like a nice enough guy (though he did ask that I let the baby listen to Boys II Men tonight – his favourite ‘band’) but what I’m slightly worried about is it means I’m going from a situation where I had an absent Dad who didn’t want to have anything to do with his progeny to a complete unknown…. this should be an eventful week…
-Lil
Some people already know their baby’s sex before a doctor or ultrasound tech blabs it. It’s a feeling you get. Hard to describe how – but I knew by about 5 months into it. A nurse told me about half the women she delivers know before anyone tells them. Imagine that.
By: Mac on February 5, 2010
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