Once you finally accept that you are in fact having another baby, one of the first natural thoughts is BOY or GIRL? For me, it was the first time I was hunched over and sharing the ingredients of my lunch with my toilet when I fully accepted that I was, in fact, going to be a mother of three come October! I promptly sat down with my iPhone in hand, on the Notes app, and decided on some names.
I always thought I'd be the mother of at least one girl when I was little. You know, someone to carry on the legacy of my beauty. That's a joke folks. I'm (half) kidding. Anyways, with the prospect of this baby, I just keep thinking how much easier it would be to just have another little fella! We've got all of Mr. P's stuff still in good condition and I pretty much know what to expect from boys. Of course I'll be happy either way cause everyone 'just wants a healthy baby'... blah blah blah doesn't that go with out saying? I mean, lets be real, who wants for a sick baby? So saying it, or hearing it rather makes me cringe. It's like, "Hey thanks for clarifying Captain Obvious because for a second there I was thinking maybe you were HOPING for complications at birth." You know what I want? I want my baby to be CUTE! So does every other mother out there, but they feel obligated to say the healthy thing! I want my baby to be cute, my labor quick, and to know the gender like yesterday!
In our attempt to find out the sex of our babies, Sunny and I have been running in circles, doing wives tales theories like the ring on the string test, the chinese calendar, and the newest craze the Ramzi theory (at least I think it's new). I'm sure Sunny is having a boy, primarily because that what i want for her and because I dreamed about her daughter playing with a little boy at the beach and helping him build a sand castle. But then again, my cousin is also pregnant and I was so certain she was going to have a girl, but it's a boy!
I was very lucky with both my boys in that I was able to find out fairly early their genders. With Bowie, they thought there might be something wrong, so I got an in depth ultrasound earlier than most. With Parker, I went to a 4D ultrasound place at 15 weeks to do the gender identification so that I could surprise Dave in Afghanistan with the news on Father's Day. This one however, is going to be a different story. My doctor does mid-pregnancy ultrasounds between 18-20 weeks, pretty standard. However, thats waiting til the end of May to find out!! (Oh have I mentioned that we found out i was pregnant at just over 4 weeks, so this is going to be the LONGEST pregnancy EVER!) So in my desire to know what's growing inside of me, I decided to look up 4D ultrasound places here in lower Alabama. not thinking it would be a difficult thing, seeing as there was an abundance of them in San Diego. Well, ALL of the ones I looked up will only schedule you AFTER you've had your mid-pregnancy ultrasound with your doctor and none did early gender identification. Perplexed, I wondered why this might be.
All of a sudden it came to me... with a flash from one of my all time favorite movies. Remember in When Harry Met Sally, Meg Ryan was talking about her boyfriend Sheldon being jealous over her days of the week panties? He questioned her where Sunday was, and she replied that, "They don't make Sunday." When further questioned as to why not, she replies, "Because of God!" So that's my conclusion as to why lower Alabama doesn't do early, non medical, ultrasounds. It's because of God!
So for now, I guess I'm just gonna have to keep hoping for that healthy baby.... at least until May.
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