It's A Boy -- Again!

As you read a few months ago, we are expecting Baby #3 in May. I convinced Kevin to find out the gender with this one (which we didn't with the first two because we both liked the surprise of finding out in the delivery room.) After having two boys already, I was anxious for the possibility of having a girl. All the pink and ruffles and lace and frills are so cute. But, I didn't have any of that stuff. So, if this was a girl, I wanted to know so that I could get some of that in time for her arrival.

Well, the day of the ultrasound came and I was excited. I would know if I was finally getting my daughter or if I was going to be blessed with another boy. The doctor waved his magic (ultrasound) wand and showed us the head and the face and the stomach.

If you look carefully, the baby is on its side with its forehead on the left side of the picture. The eyes are on either side of the white mass (the nose) in the middle of the oval that is the head. At the bottom of the picture is an arm with the abdomen at the very right edge of the ultrasound.

Then the doctor waves his magic wand and shows us the baby's bottom and legs.

And right in the middle of the opening between the legs is proof that I am carrying yet another son. It might be hard for you ultrasound novices to see, but after two separate angles, there is no doubt in the doctor's, or Daddy's, mind that these are the first photos of our baby BOY.

So, as we are in the car in the pouring rain leaving the doctor's office, Kevin's asking if I'm fine. Knowing I'm disappointed, he does everything he can to make jokes and lighten the mood. Sure, I'm disappointed, but I'm really okay with it. I think I knew it was a boy all along, but I was still hoping. I don't know if it's so much being the only female in the house or knowing that I only have one more chance at a girl (because we are planning on a total of four children) or knowing that we have no boy names that we like. We have lots of girl names to choose from, but no boy names. So, on the way to pick up Liam at the bus stop, I make him take me to Half Price Books to pick up a baby name book. We've got to start somewhere.

I think the best reaction of all (at least the funniest) came from veteran Big Brother Liam. I had bought a bib that was blue and said "I'm the Little Brother" (I had also bought a "little sister" one just in case it went the other way) to give to Liam and Ben to share the news. Liam takes the bib out of the gift bag, sees the blue, reads the writing and says, "Another brother? Darn it!" with a definite tone of disappointment. I think having a little brother was old news; he'd already done that once. He wanted a little sister. He's okay about it now, but I just had to laugh. We picked Ben up at Kevin's parents, who were babysitting while we were at the doctor, and he caught onto the significance of the blue right away and was totally excited. Both of them can't wait to meet their little brother. We just know that they won't be naming him. Liam's first suggestion? Mew--a character from Pokemon. I don't think so.

Later that night, Kevin came home from seeing a movie and going to the gym and he brought me flowers and a mushy card to make me feel better. It did. He knew just the right thing to do and say. What a guy!