It's a...(or, man, how time flies!)

I have been putting off posting this for several weeks now...but not for the reason you might imagine.

Honestly, I was hoping to put ultrasound pictures up to share. But, we don't have a scanner and I haven't bothered to take the time to get them scanned at someone else's house. Apparently my OB office still resides in the dark ages, where ultrasound pictures are only printed as hard copies. But, better to have hard copies than no copies! But I'm not getting to the point, am I?

Back to the original intent of this post.

We are having...a boy! And I am thrilled! Yes, I was a bit surprised about that fact. I was actually really nervous the few days before the ultrasound, which was on May 19. I was worried that I would be disappointed if Baby Fish (see explanation at end of post) was a boy. But the moment I saw his little face, well, the rest of his anatomy really didn't matter any more. Oh, and yes, he has all his parts - at least all of them that they check for on an ultrasound.

I'm relieved, really. I know what to do with boys. I won't have to ever deal with "boy troubles." I will miss not being able to be a Girl Scout Leader (although my sister-in-law has been nice enough to offer me niece Emily's troop when she is older). I will not be able to brush a daughter's hair, dress her up in cute dresses, and share all of my "girly" things that are boxed in the basement. They may never see the light of day... I may have to set up an "Aunt Anne's Girly Things Fund" for my four nieces.

But I love my two, (now three), boys more than I could have ever imagined. I love playing football and soccer with them. I love going to watch Nate's T-ball games. I love teaching Nate about science and space. I love sharing Nile's love of music with him. I can't wait to see what this little boy loves.

And I don't really like pink (although I do wear pink clothes), so I don't have to deal with the bedroom decorating dilemma. Little Fish will have the perfect sports-themed bedroom. Not a spot of pink in sight.

One thing I don't love - being asked if we're going to try again "for our girl." No. No. Hello? No. We did not go into this "trying for a girl." We wanted to have three kids, and I honestly didn't care what gender this baby was. If I really cared, I would have been going into this for the wrong reasons.

And I've realized something in the last few weeks. Something I had forgotten about, but something that is very true. I've never really felt that I got along with girls. I mean, I had female friends in high school, it's true. I don't want to make it seem like I am a tomboy, because I wasn't. But the group I really connected with and spent the most time with was a group of boys. And the memories from that group of friends are some of my most cherished ones.

Then in college, what major did I pick, but engineering? A major in which there were 5 girls for every 25+ boys. And did I make friends with the girls? Um, no. In fact, we were really competitive and I hardly spoke to them. Again, I hung out with a group of guys (and didn't date a one of them).

So I guess, I'm a boys' girl. Or something like that. And I am completely comfortable with the idea that I will be surrounded by boys for the rest of my life. Hey, it gives me another 12 years or so before I have to welcome another female into the family, unless we get a dog. :)

Note: "Baby Fish" is the name that Nate has picked for the baby. I told him once that the baby felt like a fish swimming around in my stomach. So, he'll be Baby Fish until he's born, because we aren't sharing names.