Mar
18
A few weeks ago, I asked my doctor if there was any chance that I’d get to have another ultrasound before Lucy’s birth. She said, “It isn’t likely. Your pregnancy is going along wonderfully. We will only do another one if it is medically necessary.”
At my last baby appointment, I asked my doctor to expound upon the phrase “medically necessary.” She talked about “risk” and “problems.” And I said, “So what if my problem is that my husband’s life is at risk if I don’t get another ultrasound to double check the gender of this child?” She laughed. I didn’t.
When we were told that we were having a girl at my 20 week ultrasound, we accepted it as fact. The ultrasound technician said she was certain it was a girl and I saw proof of that with my very own eyes. From that point forward, we called our unborn child by the name we’d chosen should she be a girl: Lucy. We purchased little girl clothes. When people asked what we were having, we said proudly and unwaveringly: “It’s a girl.”
Then, I added Lucy’s name to the growth chart on the wall in her bedroom. With paint. And Dave FREAKED.OUT. Suddenly, he didn’t feel so sure that we were having a girl. He began to ponder the possibility that the ultrasound technician had made a mistake. He expressed concern frequently, claiming I put a jinxy voodoo curse over the whole thing when I painted that name on the wall. Where we used to call our unborn child Lucy, he began to add an “IF it’s a girl.” When people asked what we were having, he’d say: “We think it’s a girl.”
At first, I brushed it off. “I am having a girl,” I’d tell myself. I saw her girl parts on that ultrasound screen with my very own eyes. I AM HAVING A GIRL!
But then, those little whispers of uncertainty would swirl around my head. And when I had to pick out the travel system, I went with a neutral color rather than the brown and pink cherry blossom pattern I loved. I told myself it was just in case we had another child and that child was a boy. I explained to myself that I was thinking ahead when really, I was being hypnotized by Dave’s speculativeness.
I realized I was under his spell of dubiety today when I set out to purchase the outfit my baby will wear home from the hopsital and I chose something gender neutral. Just to be sure.
And so, I made a plan: When I go to the doctor later this week, I’m going to bring up the ultrasound and how I need one. Again. I am going to tell her that I will go batshit crazy insane if I don’t get one to make sure there’s really a girl in there, so I figure we can do one of three things: we can give me an ultrasound, do another ultrasound or have just one more ultrasound.
When I shared this plan with Dave and asked him to back me up at the appointment - because I know he is just as unsure as I am - he said, “I’m not worried so much that it’s a boy. I just think there are two in there.”
Sometimes husbands just shouldn’t speak.
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With our first child, they gave my wife an ultrasound too early to tell the gender. So my cried the next time she went in and the doctor gave her an ultrasound so could tell the gender. Personally, I think the doctor and tech are just fooling people. I saw the ultrasound and I couldn’t tell the difference even when they pointed out the girl or boy parts.
Oy, Leslie… you’ll be fine. They’d know by now if there were two. Your doctor can at least verify that for certain! Huge hugs to both of you and I know you guys are two peas in a pod and soulmates and all that, but just chill!
When is the due date?
They could totally tell if there were 2. Totally.
Wait, how many heads can you feel?
Ethan, our youngest, was very shy and didn’t want to show his parts until he came out. No matter how I begged the doctor and all the nurses I did not get another ultrasound. I borrowed girl clothes from my sister-in-law and washed up all the boy clothes from my oldest, but I absolutely refused to buy anything until we knew what we were having. It was a VERY LONG five months! Feel lucky that you have a ball park figure!
The doctor would now if there were two. And I’m pretty sure you would have noticed on the ultrasound. And knowing how outgoing Julia is, I bet if you were having a boy he would have shown himself at the ultrasound. It was the first thing I saw on Lovebug’s.
I concur with Jerserygirl 89, your doctor would have noticed two! As for the sex, ummm Lucy could work for a by too, right? Right.
I was overdue with both kids and therefor got to have late ultrasounds with both of them. It was awesome to see an ultrasound at full-term. I could see the individual little hairs on their heads floating in the fluid. Just hold baby in there until past the due date… then you’ll have to have a non-stress test.
It’s a girl. Don’t worry. It’s a girl…
TWO? Is Dave crazy? First he makes you stress about the girl parts and now he wants to make you worry about the number of parts altogether? PLUS, DID HE JUST CALL YOU FAT? I think he did. I’m worried about Dave’s safety over here. Don’t hurt him.
I remember being told that we were having a girl, twice, but it was only 80%…we still called them by their names and they turned out to be girls…but everything was gender neutral…just in case!