Maddening

The military hospital gave me a picture, four in fact. So, as usual, that’s what I get for talking smack.

They also tried to show me the gender, being prohibited from actually saying it. I would have fared better at charades. I can’t possibly make out those ultra sound images! She pointed to a leg, another leg and in between the legs……and I saw nothing.

Which means it’s a girl, right?

I went to Bisbee last Sunday to see the witch (and by witch I don’t mean a wicked woman but rather the wonderful 66 year old Wiccan) that married us and SHE said she was pretty sure it’s a boy. She told me she’s never been wrong.

But I did not see a wee little penis today.

This is driving me crazy.

Meanwhile, somewhere across town, my husband is playing proud papa showing off the ultrasound pictures to his co-workers without a care in the world as to whether he’s presenting a son or a daughter.

BUT I HAVE TO KNOW.
(pictures to follow)