I was so sure I was having a boy. So sure that I was picking out "blue things" instead of "pink things" and scoping out little boy beanies.
Intelligender told me I was having a boy, so did the Chinese lunar calendar. I had to cheat on most of the wives tales test to get it to tell me I was having a girl. I didn't know anyone who had had as many thing pointing to "boy" as I did, so I was setting myself up for blue.
I was a little frustrated looking at the selection of boy clothing. Nothing seemed my style and well, blue just isn't as cute as pink. But I was accepting, and knew that at least it would help me keep from depleting our entire savings on baby stuff.
I was completely and utterly shocked when the ultrasound tech said we were having a baby girl. She had a clear shot of her lady parts, and I having studied gender-revealing ultrasounds for hours the night before also thought it looked like a girl.
I was so excited I couldn't help but cry, and I couldn't stop smiling. Having a baby is exciting enough but having a girl is just too much to handle. It's also a little too much for my wallet.
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