You know that feeling you get as a kid on Christmas Eve? I’ve got it, all day everyday. In about a month, we’ll find out if our child is going to be a boy or a girl. People keep asking me, “Are you going to find out the sex of the baby?” Hell yea I am! I don’t know how anyone can go the entire pregnancy without knowing!
According to the baby books, the baby is about the size of a small potato right now. I realize that is pretty small. Still, with all the technology in today’s world, why do we need to wait 20 weeks before we can tell if it’s a boy or a girl?! C’mon medical science, pick it up!
Another question I keep getting is, “Which do you want, a boy or a girl?” I honestly don’t have a preference. People seem to think I want a boy. I know I eventually would like to have a boy, but it doesn’t have to be now. I also really want to have a girl. In a perfect world, I’d be able to have both. At the moment, I just want a happy, healthy baby.
I think once I know if the baby is a boy or a girl, things will ease up a bit. Of course, once I find that out, I have to name the baby and decorate a room. Can we just fast forward until October already? I’m waiting on the edge of my seat here!