It's a Girl!

Wahoo! We found out last week that we are having a sweet little girl. I was afraid that Nathan wouldn't make it to the ultrasound because he had a surprise test scheduled at the same time as the appointment. Dad came with me for moral support (and to amuse me; he had NEVER been in a gynecologist's office before!) We delayed in the waiting room as long as we could (why don't you go ahead of us?) and Nathan finally got there. The nurse left us in the ultrasound room while she went to fetch the doctor. I offered to trade seats with my two body guards, who thought it was extremely funny that I had to sit in the weird chair. I complained that the angle of the chair put pressure on my bladder, so of course they started talking about lakes and flowing rivers until I had to run out and find a restroom.

The doctor came in and started the ultrasound. He measured everything, and would occasionally say things like "and here's the stomach" but it all looked like big blobs to me. (That's why doctors get paid so much.) At the end the doctor drew our attention to three little white parallel lines. "And that means you're having a--" and the word "GIRL" appeared on the screen. We rejoiced, and than I asked how sure the doctor was that it was a girl. You know, sometimes they think it's a girl just because they can't see evidence that it's a boy. The doctor said, "Let me put it this way: If it's a boy, I'll take him home." And then he told me that he's never been wrong when he makes that promise.

So, little Annalee is on her way. She weighs about 10 oz, the weight of a pop can. We didn't get a very clear picture of the complete baby in the ultrasound because she kept turning her back to us. I will try to post the ultrasound later.