post ultrasound sex annoucement
well… yeah.
we don’t know.
after a 40 minute ultrasound, 20 minutes of which was sex-hunting (and boy did we hunt) the baby was pronounced as “probably a girl, but i’m not sure.” this isn’t the standard “we can only tell with 95% certainty it’s a girl” probably, either. the tike had it’s legs tucked up to it’s chest and it’s ankles crossed right over the important bits. no amount of attempting to jar them loose worked, and the technician was clearly a pro. at my next checkup, in a month or so, we’ll see if we can look again, even though there’s no ultrasound scheduled.
the baby, boy or girl, is healthy and well. all the bits and pieces were the right size, shape, etc, which is so thrilling most of me doesn’t care that we don’t know the gender. i’d much rather not know that than anything else that might not have been clear on the scan. the scan itself was pretty crazy. i’m a fan of technology, and this stuff is amazing. we even managed to snag a 4 minute video of the thing for showing to family and friends. as soon as we locate a vcr….
for now, i’m switching my pronoun to “she” as much as possible. partially because of the “probably” and partially to build the image of charlotte in my head as concretely as arthur is. we celebrated the news by buying a little outfit. unfortunately it had neither pink ruffles nor blue sailboats, but is still pretty dang cute.
the baby is about to take it’s first plane ride in the morning, so i’m going to get some sleep now.