Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnancy. Show all posts

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Need to Know Need to Know Need to Know Need to Know

OK . . . so I know I announced the news of my preggo status a little soon by some standards. (I was able to wait about a week before saying anything . . . that's the best I could do.) I'm just seriously jumping for joy, ecstatic, over the moon excited. How am I supposed to keep that to myself???


I think I might be even more excited this time around. (if that is even possible) I've been through this once before . . . I know the explosion of joy that will fill my heart when I see my baby for the first time. I know all about the long nights we'll spend together in the rocking chair, the intoxicating smell of newborn baby breath . . . the way my heart will skip a beat the first time I see him/her smile. Before Megan, I had no concept of this devotion, no idea my heart could hold such enormous love.

Pregnancy apparently makes me sappy.


It also makes me ridiculously curious. I feel the insatiable urge to know the baby's sex. I'm actually not sure if the baby's sex has even developed yet . . . but that's neither here nor there.


What should I do?????? Consult the magic 8 ball? The Chinese Lunar calendar? Wait for the ultrasound? (impossible)


I actually found the perfect solution. This website offers DNA testing to tell you the sex of your baby as early as 7 weeks!!!!!! Yep, you prick your finger, put the blood on the card and mail it to them . . . all for only $194. A true bargain!

Then I could start shopping for cute little hats to put on her head . . .












Or cute hats to put on his head . . .


Do they make cute hats for boys? If so , where can I find them?

I am critically unprepared to dress a boy.

See why I need to know the answer to this question immediately?????????

When I asked my sister if I should do the DNA testing lab, she replied . . .

"We're in the middle of a recession and you're seriously asking me this question?"

I guess she's not in favor of the idea for some strange reason.

John just put his head in his hands and had no reply whatsoever.

Hmmmmm . . . I think that means he's leaving it up to me.

What do you think??? Should I do it???