Drum Roll Please....

Well, yesterday was the big "you're halfway there" ultrasound. We were excited, to say the least. The baby was measured, pictures were taken. Soon the technician asked the question, "are you sure you want to know?" Of course, I'm thinking, Huh!? Are you crazy bitch, I've been waiting for this day for a looooong time. I not into surprises. I'm into decorating and I need to know what color to paint the damn nursery okay? My baby is not about to grow up in the boring world of beige. (Snap snap snap, I should have been born a gay man.) I was also secretly hoping that I wouldn't have to experience the "pink" baby shower. Hey, we all have that "aunt" who usually isn't related to us and who has to make some pink shit out of lace.

So we get to see the creepy baby face/skull. Although its my baby so its f'ing cute if you ask me. We saw the legs, toes, feet, spine, etc. We even saw a yawn. Awwww! Baby wasn't cooperating so the techinician pulled a fancy little belly poke to get the baby to move. Next thing we know, the baby is mooning us.

Now, we've been told these ultrasound aren't 100% accurate. However, you if you look at the little butt cheeks below, you will clearly see some junk down there. I don't think our little man left any room for doubt.

IT'S A BOY!


BABY FROM THE FRONT (yes, I know the skull is sort of creepy)