Guess we’ll have to wait until tomorrow
I just took an on-line gender prediction test and after answering 20 or so questions, the results were 47% boy and 53% girl. This translates to:
”You are definitely, maybe, quite possibly, or not, having either a boy or a girl, or both, or neither. But we are 61% certain you are having something. Even if it’s just a snack. Or not. Please don’t sue us.”
The Chinese Calendar says girl. Everyone else in the known universe says boy. I say there’s definitely something in there, boy or girl, and whatever it is, it sure does wiggle a lot. That’s all I know.
until tomorrow…
hopefully…
as long as fetupus cooperates and shows us his or her bits…
and if he or she is anything like his or her older sister, he or she will be crossing his or her legs as tight as he or she can, thinking we’re awfully pre-verted with all this interest in his wee-wee or her hoo-ha…
Anonymous Husband and I don’t really care if it’s a he or a she. Our interest lies in getting the room prepared, either keeping or replacing Eirinn’s old clothes, picking a name, and putting an imagined face to the idea of a new family member. On one hand, a girl would be cheaper (less to replace, more to re-use) and easier as we know how to parent a girl, in general. On the other hand, a boy would be an interesting change and would add a bit of a hormonal balance to our house. And what dad doesn’t want at least one boy?
But, as cheesy and typical as it sounds, we will honestly be thrilled with either (I think our chances of getting ‘either’ are fairly good, so - yay!) and tomorrow’s ultrasound is basically just a formality. A highly anticipated, extremely looked-forward-to (what? shut up, I’m pregnant and can make up phrases if I want) formality.
So look for the big reveal (or disappointing let down of ‘no news’) tomorrow.
2 comments February 13, 2008
