The Life Plan

All of my close friends and family know that I've had a "Life Plan" or I should say "Life Dream" ever since I was in college.

It goes like this:

- Married at 25

- First child (a boy) at 28

- Second child (a girl) at 30

Well, it worked out that I did get married at age 25 (after dating my wonderful husband for over 3 years) and we are going to have our first child when I'm 28.
So, when we found out I was pregnant, I was sure it was going to be a boy. Brad, on the other hand, was absolutely convinced that it was going to be a girl.

This is because of his previous occupation - a nuclear engineer on a submarine. It turns out that the vast majority of all submariners have baby girls. People have speculated many reasons for this; my favorite is that since the guys are underway for months at a time, their bodies do not get adequate sunlight, which contains Vitamin K, which is a necessary vitamin for the body to produce xy chromosomes. Hey - it's a theory.

Regardless of the reason, Brad was prepared for a girl.

So, when we went to our anatomy sonogram on Thursday, I was excited to see our baby boy on the screen and Brad was anticipating "girl" results.

The sonogram took about 20 minutes. The technician checked all fluids, organs, and measurements. Before she started, she asked if we wanted to know the sex - we both said "YES" unanimously. About 5 minutes into it, as both Brad and I were trying to decipher what exactly we were looking at on the screen, she informed us that she knew the sex but needed to take more measurements and then would try to show us the defining part.

The only picture I could make out was our precious baby's profile - everything else looked foreign to me. (At one point, I asked if what we were looking at was an eye and she informed me that it was the stomach - oops!)

After a very long 15 minutes, she informed us that everything looks great - all organs were functioning normally, the baby's size was perfect and all fluids looked good. Next, we finally were looking at the baby's pelvic area... except, Brad and I still couldn't make anything out. I think she gave up on us because she typed out what we were supposed to see on the screen:




We found out it's a BOY! Brad was initially shocked, then thrilled; I had tears of joy. We're so looking forward to meeting our son. Who said "Life Plans" don't work out? :)

Now it's time to start shopping!