I've been rather impatient of late. I'm waiting to feel the baby kick and I'm getting nothing. Lots of women have felt kicks or at least flutters by 18 weeks. All I'm feeling is the constant need to pee.
I'm also impatient and excited about our upcoming ultrasound. On Monday morning, we'll take a look at BabyBear. While the ultrasound tech measures every length, nook and cranny, I'll be looking for...length, or the absence thereof. Assuming our munchkin isn't bashful, we'll learn whether my mother's craving for pink smocked dresses will be satisfied.
Around Harlequin, the jury is divided on whether I'm toting a boy or girl. I would love a boy for Tom's sake and his male-dominated family tree suggests that boy odds are strong. Lately, however, I've had very strong girl vibes. I've even been using our favourite girl name in conversation with the little tike (now that I am pregnant, I have a captive audience...no more talking to myself when I can talk to the baby).
So what's your take? Am I having a girl? Or a boy, who occasionally responds to a certain female moniker?
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My bet is on a girl, because the Greavette boys need to be taken down sooner than later and what better way than this!
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