In less than a day, we will know what gender our baby is...well, hopefully. My health insurance does the big 20 week sonogram and will tell you the sex if the baby is cooperating (meaning if he/she is showing off that area). Most people who know me would peg me as a someone who would want to find out. I admire those that wait the full nine months (I have 2 friends who are doing this; one just had a beautiful little girl and the other is due in December). But I am a planner and I really don't like surprises in general. I have been counting down the days until our big appointment next Monday. Let the flood of gender-related paraphernalia from grandmom and grandpa begin. My money is on a boy--for the record. But Josh keeps reminding me that it's a 50-50 shot. So we'll see!
I feel like I have hit a stride with the pregnancy and come to terms with my hesitant feelings about it.
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