J-si’s Blog: It’s A…
This is it… this is the day we have been waiting for. Our lives would forever be changed with one word: boy or girl. It may not seem like much, but there is a huge difference. If we have a boy, we know what we are in for. We will still have a guest bedroom, because we can make the boys share a room. The dynamic of our family will be testosterone based. If we have a girl… I will end up in prison in about 14 years, and will end up broke because Kinsey will go crazy with clothes.
I would be lying to you if I said I was not nervous. I have been pretty level headed up until this day. This is the day where things become real. Where our little “it” becomes a “he” or a “she”. The gender of a baby lines everything up for the future. Now, for some reason, Kinsey always tells me not to “embarrass” her when we go to the doctor’s office. I have been known to crack inappropriate jokes. I don’t mean to. It just happens when I get a lil nervous. This was no different. We walked into the sonogram room, and I could tell Cason was already a little uneasy about it. It’s dark in there, it smells funny, it’s a lil cold. As soon as Kinsey laid down on the table, he started shaking his head “no”. I don’t know if he knew what was happening, or if he thought he was getting a shot, but he was not having it. I was in there for 2 minutes. I am happy to announce that I kept my embarrassment streak alive somehow! Heres how it went. I don’t think it was too bad, but Kinsey face palmed, which is a great indicator of something I should not have said.
Nurse: are you guys ready?
Nurse: ok, I see the baby…
Nurse: There we go, I am now between baby’s legs.
Nurse: (looking at me) do you know what you are looking at?
Me: well, I think I have seen some of those in my day… so I would say that I am looking at a lil va jay jay.
Nurse: (nodding her head to inform me I was correct)
Kinsey: yay! (starts crying)
Cason: (starts screaming/crying)
I exit the room with him after embarrassing Kinsey. I win! So there it is! Kinsey and I are having a little baby girl!!!! I am incredibly nervous. I don’t know what the future holds for my kids. I don’t know what they will become, I don’t know what kind of personality they will have. But, there is one thing that they will be able to say when they are adults: “My dad was always there for me… right by my side.” That is my job. That is what I will do.
So wish me luck raising a little woman!