It’s not a cruel joke

Today is the day we were supposed to find out if we are pregnant with a boy or a girl. I have been counting down to this day since the end of February, since we first learned that we were pregnant.

I am a planner by nature (anyone who has traveled with me knows this. I make lists of where to eat and sleep, what to see, etc. I can’t help myself) and am already getting antsy to dive into prepping for our second child’s arrival. I want to start thinking about names, know if I need to pick up a bunch of boy clothes or wash all of Adeline’s pink newborn clothes. I want to start decorating a second nursery.

However, all of this will have to wait, because my doctor had to reschedule our appointment. I only have to wait until Friday, a mere 4 days, but that’s like 4 weeks to expectant parents.

So, we’ll tough it out a few days more. I have so much respect for all the people out there who go a full 9 months without finding out what they’re having. Such control! Control that I so do not have.

For now, I’ll tell you what I do know about this baby. According to Babycenter.com, it is the size of a carrot and weighs 3/4 of a pound. I’ll let you know if it’s a boy or girl carrot in just a few days!

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