We’re having a baby! AHHHHHHH!!!!
For those of you that have never heard me speak, “AHHHHH!!!!” is a very high-pitched scream. I could have typed “SQUEEE!!!!” but for I feel annoyed when I see people type that on Facebook. Although, it is probably a more accurate representation of the sound I made.
Anyway, the baby is due in January. Which just happens to be right around a certain person’s birthday. And said person may be crossing her fingers and toes that her baby is born on her birthday because she thinks it would be totally awesome to share a birthday with her baby.
Bet you didn’t guess who I was talking about.
So the obvious question for anyone fixing to have another baby after already having three children of the same sex is, “Well, what is it?” But I decided the minute I found out I was pregnant this time to not find out the sex until delivery.
And then the next minute I realized that there is no way in hell I can wait 9 months to find out. There is too much preparing to be done- things like shopping for pink ruffley clothes, reading up on how to raise a strong feminist woman, and teaching The Pilot proper female wiping technique. A mother has instinct. And mine was telling me this was a girl.
Usually my doctor does the fetal anatomy scan at 20 weeks. So, when at my 10 week appointment they offered me the chance to take a genetic gender determination test (called the Harmony test) that only required a small sample of my blood and two weeks of waiting for the results I was thrilled.
I impatiently waited for almost exactly two weeks before the nurse called with the results. She said, “It’s a boy.” A boy. That means I’m going to have FOUR BOYS. Four. Boys. Cuatro chicos! Quatre garcons! Vier Jungen! Oh my!
I can do this. Surely it can’t be that much different from three. Right?
I’m still wrapping my head around this concept. Meanwhile I cannot wait to snuggle this squishy smooshy baby.
One thing is for sure, The Pilot sure makes cute babies…even if he only knows how to make one kind.