People. Something big is going down. I'm 20 weeks pregnant, which not only means my "kumquat" has grown a great deal in size but also that we find out what we're having today! Hooray.
So I'll let you in on a little secret:
I think we're having a girl.
I tell you this because it's what I'm thinking, but have to warn you that I don't necessarily feel like it's a girl. With Henry, we KNEW 113% he was a boy. With Ruby, we were pretty dang sure she was a girl. But with this one, I'm not totally convinced one way or the other.
Here are the rest of the family's guesses:
Scott: A boy (I think he was just saying that to appease me by giving me an answer. I just called him at work and I think he just wanted to get off the phone.)
Henry wanted to get a little more scientific with his guess so he felt the need to be a little more hands-on:
He says it's a boy.And Ruby: (Let me ask her ....) Oh great, that conversation was helpful. Here's how our conversation went:
Me: Ruby, what are we having? A girl or a boy?
R: A boy.
Me: A boy?
Me: So, is it a boy or a girl?
Me: A girl?
Maybe this is why 2 year-olds aren't asked for help that often.