If you know anything about me then you know I'm a planner. I'm a typical first born that likes to plan ahead of time for things and be completely ready. Organization is my game. During the ultrasound my Little Bean just laid there sleepily unaware that it's Mommy, Daddy, Grandma and cousin were peeking in on it. The ultrasound tech was very nice, a east indian lady in her high 40's or low 50's. She had a hard time getting the measurements and pictures that she needed to determine healthy development. So, needless to say when it came time to check that gender... you guessed it... those legs were tight together and were not budging. So to my dismay and dispair we still do not know if this Little Bean is a boy or girl. My heart is still heavy at that realization. How do I plan? How do I organize? How can I live with the knowledge that those baby drawers will be empty when it is born? This is so out of my comfort zone that it is hard to breath at times (or is that just my asthma?). For some of you I may seem like an obsessive freak but if you are a typical first born then you understand.
After a couple days stewing on this Ernest came up with a great idea: We will equip both Grandma's with $100 and the day that Little Bean is born they will set out on the mission to equip us with baby clothing for the baby. Awesome idea eh? It will probably be about 3-4 weeks before I can venture out after my c-section so this really is our only option.
This week I should get a call from the doctor's office to verify that everything looks fine from the ultrasound pictures. I'm praying everything looks great. I guess I'll find out soon!