Modesty

After the ultrasound this morning, it's still unclear whether Timmy will be getting a little brother or sister in September. As everyone else jokes, surely this is a sign of modesty and/or stubbornness, in which case it must be a girl. (and for the record, my gut instinct is saying girl).

Normally, I wouldn't get another ultrasound until 36 weeks, but my doctor said she would look again at my next appointment if I want her to. I keep thinking about how crazy I would have gone if I had to be this patient with my first pregnancy. Part of me wants to just wait and be surprised in the delivery room, but I've already squinted at enough ultrasound pictures to feel like I need to know the gender sooner. And as long as baby #2 is boy/girl/he/she, PJO refuses to even listen to me discuss names, much less contribute to the conversation. Given that we have no room for any extra baby stuff in our tiny apartment, much less a nursery to decorate, I don't care about any of the buying/decorating aspects of finding out boy or girl. I just want to be able to doodle names and practice saying them out loud and get used to the idea that the "it" kicking up a storm in my belly is going to be a son or daughter that I will find it hard to believe I ever knew as anything other than the name we eventually pick out.

Update:
I am crazy. This afternoon, on a whim, I called one of those ultrasound places and scheduled an appointment for a "gender determination." I didn't want to be the annoying patient asking for yet another ultrasound at my next visit, dragging out a visit before work when they inevitably make me wait for the ultrasound room (or risk paying what insurance might charge for an unnecessary ultrasound), so I just went on my own. In about 2 minutes, I had my answer. And now, I have very close up and detailed 8x10 prints of a vagina. The tech told me that his accuracy rate is 99%, but he would venture to guess that his rate will improve after this prediction. So I guess I do have some sort of mother's intuition...I'm 2 for 2 on my gut instinct for babies' gender.