Doubt if you will . . .

I found out I was pregnant with my first child in December 2003. We decided right away that we would find out the sex of the baby. I am not good at waiting. Also, I would rather have the surprise at 20 weeks rather than 40 weeks! I had two ultra sounds. Both times we were told we were having a girl. No real explanation as to why this was. No concrete evidence. Just abut 90% sure its a girl. It had already been decided that no matter whether the baby was a boy or a girl, the room had to be gender neutral. My minor in Women Studies taught me this was necessary for the healthy development of a child. At about 7 months I threw a tantrum that the room was not neutral - that there is no such thing - and that the mission-style furniture and all the little fish and sea creatures were much more suitable for a boy. Imagine my relief, despite all the dresses in the closet at home, when Jeff yelled "Holy Shit! It's a boy!" What a great surprise!

This time, mouths fall when I tell people we "found out" again and its a girl - again. "Yeah, right!" and "You don't believe that, do you?" are the responses I get. Actually, I was in shock at first. I was completely prepared for another boy. I actually think I am good at being a mom to a boy. So, am I scared? Yes. Do I believe the tech when she says she is 100% sure the baby is a girl? Yes. This time, the ultra sound machine was not from the 1800s. This time my doctor did not read the ultra sound. This time, a lab tech gave me evidence:

Good enough for me! The room is green - - with lots of pink, pink, pink!