The thing about counting chickens before they hatch is… …things may not turn out as expected…
…so…
It’s a BOY!!! Absolutely, undeniably, a boy. B.O.Y.
!!!!
I’m still wrapping my head around this. Of course I’m delighted no matter what. All seems to be healthy and on schedule, except, as has been true for every single ultrasound so far, the little wiggler is a rocker and roller and won’t hold still enough for them to see everything they need to see (except his undeniable boyness). This time and last time they couldn’t get a clear look at the heart, so we’ve got a fetal echo with a specialist next week.
Today is officially 20 weeks. Half there! Now we have to start through the boy names lists.