Over at my WEtv blog, I wrote about my reaction to finding out this new baby-in-progress is a girl. It isn’t your Hallmark-esque scene of a woman leaping off the table in joy:
I’d guarded myself carefully against thinking too much about the baby’s gender at all, even as people around me swore they were picking up on “girl vibes”, as if I were walking around bathed in a halo of pink light.
I guarded myself so carefully, in fact, that when I found myself looking at some decidedly un-male genitals on the screen, my first thought was “Hey, that’s a funny-looking penis.”
“Oh!” the technician said, her voice carefully guarded.
“Yes?”
“It looks like you’re having a girl.”
“Wait, what?”
Read the rest!
Awesome blog entry Meagan. I just left a comment over at WEtv. But they don’t make it easy…