Boy! Thirty-five percent of you were right. And, who knows, with Drew and me as parents, those of you who guessed “squirrel” may prove to be right as well.
Anyway, here’s my little secret: we’ve “known” it was a boy for over two months, if you can believe that. Way back in the first week of April when I was only about 11 or 12 weeks pregnant, I had a sonogram where, for the first time, we saw what looked like an actual baby (as opposed to the blob it looked like at the first sonogram). As soon as we saw him, we both had a feeling it was a boy. But that’s not how we “knew.” No, it was the mouthy tech person who said she could pretty well tell what we were having if we wanted to know. We hadn’t decided yet if we wanted to know, so that was a bittersweet moment for us. Because when a medical professional tells you when you’re only 11 weeks pregnant that she can tell the sex of your baby, that means there has to actually be SOMETHING there for her to see, right? Even if we had told her, “Don’t tell us!” we already had a pretty big clue. So, Drew asked if it was a boy and she said, “I think so.”
Even then, though, I wasn’t convinced she was right. I mean, 11 weeks! Most professionals won’t try to guess — at least not out loud — until a woman is at least 16 weeks along. And I did my research, too. I learned that boy and girl genitalia look identical until at least 12 weeks gestation, at which point a girl’s little nub shrinks and a boy’s grows. So how could someone make an educated guess so early? Well, the difference at, say, 11 or 12 weeks, is the “angle of the dangle” as they say. If it’s a boy, the nub sort of angles up at 30 degrees and if it’s a girl it doesn’t. Or something like that. It’s not exactly hardcore science. So, if you’ve found this post by Googling “angle of the dangle” or “gender prediction” or any of the other number of phrases I have been obsessively Googling over the last two months, do not feel like someone’s guess at 11 or 12 weeks into your pregnancy is confirmation of anything. …But! It sure seems like an educated guess at that point has a good chance of being correct.
Anyway, I bought one baby outfit when we were in Paris last month (I couldn’t resist). It’s blue. I can’t wait to see my little boy in it.