It's a Girl!

A year ago today I found out I was having a baby girl.

When I found out I was pregnant I told Chris right away that I wanted to find out the sex of the baby as soon as we could. I am  a very impatient person. I also hated calling the baby "the baby" instead of "he" or "she". And I couldn't wait to get my pregnant paws on some baby clothes.

Everyone around me thought I was carrying a boy. My Mom was convinced, as was my Godmother. A co-worker who had just had a son thought it was a boy too.

To add to everything else, September 7th is also my Grandpa's birthday. If we were going to have a son, my Grandpa's first name was going to be one of the baby's middle names. We were finding out the sex of the baby on my Grandpa's birthday, who could become his namesake. This had to be a sign.

I wanted a girl though. SO. BADLY. In conversations with myself, I had already been calling the baby "she". When friends asked what I hoped for, I quickly replied "A healthy baby." And then, in a whisper, "But secretly I want a girl."

So the night before my 20 week anatomy ultrasound I made a mental list of awesome things that would come from having a son, just in case everyone around me was right. Boys have cooler toys. I would never have to explain what a menstrual cycle is. I would never have to take him bra shopping for the first time. AND I would never have to perform hair miracles.

The next morning we sat waiting to be seen. For all my mental preparation, I still really wanted a girl. We finally got to see the tech. We told her we wanted to know the sex. She had to call in someone else to get pictures of some of the baby's organs because of the way the baby was positioned in my belly. So a more experienced tech came in to take a look. After waiting 15 weeks (I found out I was pregnant at 5 weeks), the 30 minutes spent in that room felt like the longest of my life.

The first clothes I ever bought for Hannah...
two days after I found out I was having a girl

Finally, Sergei (the more experienced technician) turned to us and said, ""Now, I can't confirm this 100 per cent - because nothing is certain - but I am extremely confident it's a girl."

At first I thought I didn't hear Sergei right. I went into shock. I kept apologizing to Chris, because of course he had been rooting for a son. Then as we started calling and texting people to share our news it became more real.

The baby growing inside me was a she. Like my mother, my mother's mother (my grandma) and my mother's mother's mother (my great-grandma)  before me, my first born child would be a daughter. I was carrying on what had become a family tradition. I was going to get the little girl of my dreams.

I just had to wait 20 more weeks (and 2 days) until I could meet her.

Did you find out your baby's sex before they were born?

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