At 20 weeks, there's really just one question on everyone's mind: What is it? Well, he's a boy! The day we found out was a rollercoatsr. I naively thought I'd be having my very own OBGYN doc do the ultrasound to tell me. I mean, he did the 8-week ultrasound, so why not? I found out just hours before the appointment that I was wrong from a co-worker with what I considered to be a horror story. She said the first tech told her they weren't allowed to disclose their opinion on the sex of the baby. The second tech said they could. They both told her boy-QUESTION MARK! Huh? Then, she had to wait 3 weeks for her next appointment to show them to her doc (also my doc) and he said they'd mistaken the umbilical chord for the "boy" indication but he was 95% sure it was a boy as well. 95%!?!?!? Oy vey! I went from excited to nervous and couldn't wait to get to the appointment.
The first thing I asked the tech (yes, not my doc) was if they can disclose the sex. Thankfully, she said yes but there are some places that won't say either way and some won't print "those" pictures in case they're posted as they can be considered child pornography. Wow! Just in case anyone's offended, I won't post "the" pic so as not to get arrested. Besides, I don't want anyone to be jealous! :) We left with no question mark!
So, it's a boy. . . Most people pictured me with a girl to fru fru up and pamper. I had that image playing out in my mind as well. I'm not diasappointed. I knew I'd be happy either way. We are the last ones to be able to carry on the Decker name and we now know we'll accomplish that! I will say I feel less prepared than I did thinking of raising a baby girl. I didn't grow up with boys and I'm not a boy. I was a tomboy but that phase ended long ago. I'll figure it out, I know, and I've got an awesome hubby to help along the way!
The nursery will likely present more of a challenge than I originally thought but I guaruntee it will be on my mind frequently until I have a the entire picture in mind. It's actually been quite easy to come up with a basis from which to move forward. What do we want our son to value? Faith. Family. Play. Education. Now, just combine those elements into what may be his last tastefully decorated space (before bright colors, dinosaurs, and dirty clothes become his preferred decor) and I'm on my way!
One reason I'm ECSTATIC it's a boy: I LOVE my husband! As if it weren't exciting enough that we've created a life together, there is a very good chance I'll get a mini-Mike and a replica of all the things I love unconditionally about him. Besides, you should see his baby pictures. I pray our son gets Mike's curls and big blue eyes and easily-tanned skin tone. I'm so lucky to have the chances increase that I'll have another Mike in my life. God is good and He has big plans for us. . . even if they include more dirt and sweat than I originally envisioned!
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