It's a BOY!!

The much anticipated day finally arrived on Monday where we headed to the doctor's office to find out the sex of our little peanut. It was also the first ultrasound in a while. I was a little anxious, as I spent so much time thinking about if it's a boy or girl and not much about if the baby is doing OK. The wait was forever, almost 50 minutes but when we were finally called in, I was so excited and nervous! I had to pee many times before and found out after that the baby was sitting on my blatter, breached so basically squatting. It was impossible to see its genitals in that position and it didn't seem like the baby wanted to move at all! We were losing hope that we would leave without finding out. I would have been so upset. After the technician did most of what she needed to do without the baby moving at all, she said I should lay on my side and try to make him or her uncomfortable. I did that, and less than a minute later she blurted out so fast "it's a boy!"....I couldn't even catch my breath. I said..."I didn't see anything...let's check again! LOL And then there it was...so clear in sight...a floating penis on the ultra sound screen! I looked at it as if I've never seen a penis before. I just simply couldn't believe it! I was so convinced it was going to be a girl I was kind of in disbelief. In my mind I always thought I was going to be the mother of only girls. I don't know why, maybe because I have a sister so close in age, I was use to that and also hoped that Maia would have a sister she could call her best friend. So, I was shocked needless to say. Brad who thought it was a boy but said another girl would be perfect for Maia, was SOOO excited. I knew deep down he really wanted a son even though he said it would probably be a girl and that would be just what he wanted. Every man wants a boy as most women want a daughter, right!?. So, it was great to see him so psyched and pumped! One of my first thoughts was that I was going to get peed on changing diapers (ugh) and that my idea of a pink nursery with lambs and clouds was suddenly thrown out the window. I was a bit disoriented and I can only laugh about it now. My plan to put the girls together and make the guest bedroom a play room was also not an ideal option anymore. After a few hours, I got more use to the thought of having a boy and considered myself pretty damn lucky to have one of each. I get to see how a boy and a girl develop and grow into this world and become their own self. Pretty cool. I can also say, OK I am done having children after 2 because I have both a boy and a girl and if we decide eventually that we want a third, it's only because we really really want another child. So that's cool. My hope is that they get a long and can be close friends as siblings. Funny, because in a way I might have been in denial that I was having a boy all along. There were signs...clearly there were and I knew it. For one, my skin has been glowing and much better than with my first pregnancy. I've had a real craving for sour and salty things, something I didn't have before. And I caught myself numerous times looking at my belly in the mirror thinking...it looks a little rounder than last time ;) I knew those were all tell tale signs of it being a boy...but you know there are so many myths out there. Both pregnancies have been easy so far so overall it's very similar. Maybe I had a little more aversions towards certain foods with Maia and less so now but both times I immediately get nausea when I have an empty stomach. Oh, another sign that made me at times wonder if it was a boy is that over the last few months I constantly noticed and ran into young brother/sister pairs. On my last flight, I sat next to a teenager older sister, younger brother couple that were having such a good time...and I thought OK well that's nice. They're not fighting. Maybe it's possible they could get a long. Then, on my vacation I remember seeing the most beautiful family with two young children...older girl, younger boy and I again thought Ok that's sweet. I had numerous occasions like that. It could have been coincidence but I think I was drawn to that because internally and instinctively I may have known that it was a boy but I was in denial because I wanted Maia to have a sister. Now she will have a baby brother and I think she will be a great older sister. Maybe she'll help her Mammi in taking care of him and grow into being a nurturing sister to him. I'm excited and count myself lucky to have a daughter and son. Most importantly, little baby boy is doing great and that's what counts most. To have a healthy child...everything else is really insignificant.

I already ordered little boy's crib and mattress because pottery barn was having a great sale on the crib. Now I still need to find a rug and curtains that match and some wall decals for the walls. And I need to make the desk closet into a functional clothes closet (container store here I come) and sell our bed set.
So much to do but I will have a break after my final defense to get it all done.

Love you already, baby boy!