Have I mentioned yet here that yet, again, we didn’t find out the sex of the little darling that is occupying my insides like the monster in Alien? Sometimes, I really think something is going to punch and claw it’s way out of my belly button.
That aside, however, now that I’m 34 weeks along, I’m at the place in my pregnancy where people are having fun guessing the sex of my unborn.
“You’re carrying so high- it’s a girl!”
“You haven’t gained any weight in your face – it’s a boy!”
My husband even told me my ass looked smaller than it did with my son. Whatever that’s worth.
Problem is, I think my OB has already given it away. I’m pretty sure when he said, “if and when you get induced we should do it on a Thursday so that the bris isn’t on Shabbat” that he told me I’m having a boy. He’s kind of a planner, so I know he wants me to think ahead to “be prepared for whatever it is,” but now, all I can think is, well, it’s a boy.
It’s kind of the worst-case not finding out scenario. Did he really give it away? Will it still be a surprise? Needless to say, I haven’t picked out any girl stuff.
Good news that it’s only about 6 more (hopefully less) weeks, until I figure out for sure the gender-bender mystery.
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I’m so excited still! Maybe he was trying to throw you off?
Steph
With our girls, the tech would say, “Twin A is a girl.” Twin B NEVER cooperated, so we were a bit concerned when all the baby clothes at our shower were pink. It all worked out, though, and I know it will for you too.
I LOVE your husband’s comment! Mazal Tov (when the baby comes). And ignore your OB. My sister’s OB said something similar when she was pregnant with my niece. She wound up having a baby naming – not a bris.