well, i’ve posted it on facebook and twitter and texted or called everyone i know, so it’s not really news, but since this blog is also my version of our baby book, i’m going to have to post it here, too. sorry if it’s the 40th time you’ve heard the tale…
yesterday, we went to have our “find out the gender of the baby” ultrasound. it’s also the “check and make sure all things are growing properly and your baby is healthy” ultrasound.
the baby is doing great.
and the baby is a girl.
we weren’t really expecting a girl. i guess we hoped for two of the same. it’s easier. cost efficient. practical. a known. and the pregnancy has been the same so far. and the heart rate was on the slower end of the spectrum. i had boy names picked out. (and then stolen by friends and re-picked out). i had all of isaac’s boxes of clothes labeled and ready for reuse.
the ultrasound tech was struggling to get a good view. apparently, the baby was curled up into a tight little ball and i was sure that we were going to go home with no information as to how to plan for baby lidbom 2.0… she nudged and poked and eventually announced that she knew. at this point, i have no idea what i’m looking at on the screen… blobs of gray and black are swirling around. she types on the screen, “IT’S A” and then waits…. i refrain from reaching up and grabbing her by the collar and pulling her to my face and politely informing her that she should not withhold the info any longer and she types “GIRL!!!!!!!”.
no room sharing. all new clothes. my office/craft/tutoring room has just a few more months of existing. how to potty train without the draw of peeing on trees? thirteen years from now i’ll have a teen girl. (remember, i taught high school… just sayin’). is it ok to put girls in robot tee shirts? what if she wants to be a cheerleader.
(i will nix that last one, in case you’re wondering).
anyhow, i was in shock. derek too. but, it settled in over the course of the day. and i have five more months to get ready. and since we waited until the last month to prepare for isaac, we’re in good shape.
i think isaac will be a good big brother. he’s very helpful. well, sometimes. and he’s sweet with other babies. he did inform me that he would not be willing to rock, feed or change diapers, but he would be available for playing with the baby. he still likes the name “eliot” for the baby (leslie’s baby’s name) AND he thinks he has a baby growing in his belly, so i’m pretty sure he doesn’t entirely understand…. but he’ll get a crash course in a few months. 🙂
so, that’s that.
we’re having a girl.