This Monday I had a doctor's appointment and met with a new Dr. named by Dr. Rafael Guinot. I was late because of traffic and had to wait until past 4:30pm when they finally called me. I was his last patient and there were only a few other ladies left in the waiting room. Brad couldn't come with me because of work. I was a bit anxious...I was curious to see if I gained a lot of weight in the last month, and to hear the heart beat. That's always an assurance that my little peanut is doing ok. Sometimes it's been hard to know what is happening as my belly isn't that big yet and I don't have that many physical symptoms (knock on wood) ..it seems to be more in my head haha (like emotions, pregnancy brain, moodiness etc.). When I got called by the nurse, I had to give her a urine sample first, then she took my blood pressure. My weight is at 127 now, which I don't quite understand. Because I used to be 123/124 and I don't believe I've only gained three pounds since I started pregnancy. I've been eating so much and I haven't exercised at all so there must be something wrong with the scale I have to think. But last month I stood on the same scale and I was 126, so according to the nurse I gained 1 pound.
She then had me wait in the room for Dr. Guinot. He came immediately which usually doesn't happen so fast. It made up for the long beforehand. He's a short, latin man with a big smile. I liked him right away. Actually, I liked him so much after that visit that I decided he's my favorite doctor so far. I made another appointment with him so Brad can meet him next time. If Brad likes him, and I still do as much as the first time I met him, I want him to be my primary doctor going forwards. I liked that he was caring, funny and knowledgeable. He's been there for a long time and there were two ladies before hand I watched him interact with and they seemed mesmerized by him. He took his time with them, and seemed genuinely kind. He said everything looked great, I look great and my tests so far all came back good. He then asked me if I wanted to find out the sex...and I said "oh, no it's ok, I'll just wait for next week when my husband comes with me". He was joking with me, and said.."just keep it a secret. You can't say you're not curious?" I was like of course..I'm dying to know!! So he snuck me in for an unofficial ultra sound with the nicest lady (who's very fond of Dr. Guinot) and we did the ultra sound. There was no difficulty seeing it, she saw it right away. She kept me guessing a bit but then said "tell your husband to buy lots of diamonds"...and I knew it was a girl! She said "this little girl has her legs wide open and wants you to know that she's a GIRL"! I laughed so hard as I could visibly see it on the ultra sound. It was so cool and she looks like such a little person now. Dr. Guinot peeked his head in and was so curious to know..."do we know??" he asked. He said it's like gossip! He congratulated me so many times after that. I was so happy to find out..and that she's a girl! I think the whole thing just felt so much more real after that point. The baby's not just this "thing" in my belly anymore...it actually can be identified by a gender now! And to know what sex it is, made me instantly connect more with her! It's weird to describe but it was such a beautiful feeling!
I cried on the way home. I was so happy. I always suspected it to be girl deep down. I just knew I'd be the mother of a baby girl. I knew it even before I was pregnant. I thought of my mom and how much I missed her. I thought of our special bond and how attached I was to her as a little girl. I can only hope for the same relationship with my daughter.
As I was driving home my sister Noelle bombarded me with texts and phone calls. She told me to insist on getting an ultra sound to find out, even if I was by myself as she found out by herself too when she was pregnant with Max. Her first text was "soooo?" I tried to ignore her as best as possible, even screening her calls. I usually always give in but I couldn't this time. I wanted Brad to be the first to know, especially since he had no idea was I going to find out that day. The plan was to wait one more week when he could attend the doctor's meeting to find out. My sister even called my dad who then called me. He left a message saying..."I was a spy on the wall and I think you found out the sex..and it's a girl". He had no idea then but guessed it along. I ignored him too at first, and went along watering my garden anxiously waiting for Brad to get home. When he finally did, I ran into our closet and grabbed this little pink princeton onesie that I bought 1.5 years ago with my friend Kate at a Gilt Miami sale..just because it was so cute and I knew I'd be having a girl one day. So I told Brad to sit down and close his eyes. I then placed the little pink princeton onesie on his lap and told him to open his eyes. He said "where did you get this?"...still not getting that it's pink and that I know the sex. He kept saying "where did WE get this?" He was so confused poor guy. Then I said "do you know what this means?" He still didn't say anything, just kept staring and touching the onesie. I asked again, and he finally said "..we're having a girl?" I said yes it's a girl! It still didn't quite register with him..and he said "you found out today?"..."it's a girl??" Yes, yes, yes!! It's a girl! He started laughing and gave me a big kiss. wow! A girl! It took him a moment to get over not having a boy but he quickly joined me in my joy and we're elated to know that we are having a beautiful little girl! I guess we just have to try again for that boy another time haha.
*You can see the gender in the ultra sound picture above.
