So my family is taking bets. My sister told me that everyone suspects I'm carrying a girl.
I don't yet know what we're having. We've scheduled the full anatomy scan for next month -- when I hit 20 weeks' gestation. I imagine we'll find out then.
There's sometimes a chance that an earlier ultrasound can predict the baby's gender. My first two did not. My gut tells me that, had there been a penis to see at the last ultrasound (conducted about four weeks ago), the tech would have pointed it out. She said that she didn't like to guess because predictions made based upon ultrasound readings taken at that early stage have only a 40% chance of being accurate. (Although, as Brent pointed out, that seems curious considering gender is an either/or proposition, and if you guess blindly, you have a 50% chance of being correct. Strange.) So I think it's a girl, too, although I can honestly say I have no strong preference, apart from it being a healthy, happy baby. There are benefits and drawbacks to both, and we'll love whatever we get.
Still, the votes aren't all in, and it's just too early to tell.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Two Pink Lines
So I've not checked in in a while. That's not been a function of my having had nothing to say. Quite the contrary. It's more a function of my desire not to spill the beans.
But I'm far enough along now that I guess I can post it for anyone who might happen across this page to see.
I'm pregnant. Due July 11th of this year. It'll be our first child.
On November 3, 2007 -- which I can't believe is already more than two months ago -- I took a pregnancy test. We'd only been "trying," if you can call it that (it was more like not actively doing anything to prevent conception than charting and taking temperatures and all that jazz), for a little under a month. I'd been dizzy and lightheaded for the better part of the previous week, and that wasn't typical. Figuring I'd get a negative test and that that would confirm that I was just on a 30-day schedule instead of my previous 28-days-like-clockwork one, I decided it made sense to stop all musings re: impending Mommyhood out of my head.
The test was positive. Two more tests later that day clinched it. But that first test -- with its two, rather than one, pink lines -- confirmed that I was pregnant.
Nothing will ever be the same.
But I'm far enough along now that I guess I can post it for anyone who might happen across this page to see.
I'm pregnant. Due July 11th of this year. It'll be our first child.
On November 3, 2007 -- which I can't believe is already more than two months ago -- I took a pregnancy test. We'd only been "trying," if you can call it that (it was more like not actively doing anything to prevent conception than charting and taking temperatures and all that jazz), for a little under a month. I'd been dizzy and lightheaded for the better part of the previous week, and that wasn't typical. Figuring I'd get a negative test and that that would confirm that I was just on a 30-day schedule instead of my previous 28-days-like-clockwork one, I decided it made sense to stop all musings re: impending Mommyhood out of my head.
The test was positive. Two more tests later that day clinched it. But that first test -- with its two, rather than one, pink lines -- confirmed that I was pregnant.
Nothing will ever be the same.
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