WARNING: This entry contains spoilers as to the gender of Baby Dowdel. If you do not want to know the sex of the baby, then move to Alaska, because once my sister finds out this info ... If you have not put in your official name suggestions, you may do so now at the entry entitled "Care to Get in the Pool?" You may not continue reading and then post your guesses, because that would make you a CCPE (cheater, cheater pumpkin-eater).
Monday we went to find out the sex of the baby. I was nervous, mainly, because I was sure the kid would not show us 'the goods' again, which would be a waste of cash, time, but mostly, anxiety. I realize guessing the sex of the baby is exactly that, a guess, but this baby is like a science project for me sometimes: what is it doing, is it healthy, does it already have a personality, if not, how can I make it calm like Tim? And so on. I want to learn everything I can about him/her to prepare myself mentally. Like I said, I was anxious.
The first images on the sonogram were almost comical. The child did not have its legs crossed this time, but instead had its back to us! It sat there, sucking its thumb, with its body posed like "Do you mind?"
I knew at that point that whatever the doctor told me would surely be a guess. As expected, the doctor freely admitted that he was giving his best GUESS, but, he was 85% sure that Baby Dowdel is, brace yourselves (I had to): a girl.
Hold me.
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4 comments:
I feel so sorry for Isaiah.
Congrats!
..i'll ignore the sister comment.
Congratulations Tim and Liza! I knew it. The girls by far, outnumber the guys in our family. We rule!! Note to Tim: Get out that Grecian
Formula, 'cuz you're gonna need it! Girls and gray hairs go hand in hand! hee, hee lol
To Gina:
How did you know you were the sister I was talking about? :)
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