I am thrilled to announce that I’m pregnant again! After my heartbreaking miscarriage last summer, and a stressful first trimester of ultrasounds and genetic testing, we got a thumbs up from our doctor on Valentine’s Day. But in addition to the good news that our tests were normal so far (knock on wood!), the geneticist who called us delivered some shocking news:
You’re having a girl!
I was so caught off guard I screamed into the phone, Are you SURE?! I’m so surprised!! Nobody in our family ever has girls, the grandchildren are four boys between the ages of 5 and 18 months right now, I babbled.
My husband, who was sulking in the kitchen because we were out of coffee filters, stared across the room at me like I had lost my mind. Be quiet, he hissed. You’re going to wake up the entire building!
Mason was just confused. I imagine him thinking: Why is Curious George on pause? Why is mommy screaming into the phone like a crazy person? Will somebody please give me a juice box?
I’m sure the poor doctor was just dying to get off the phone with me. She wasn’t even my doctor; she was just the amazing geneticist that we had met with because I’m “advanced maternal age” at 36 and my ob-gyn had wanted us to go over our first trimester test results with her just in case we needed additional testing. And here she had to listen to me rant about how nobody in our family ever has girls.
Despite my shock, I am excited to have a girl, if a little nervous — I never imagined I would have a daughter. I have a three-year-old son. The baby I lost last summer was a boy. And this pregnancy seems just like my pregnancy with Mason…although I’m less sick. So I had told everyone who had listened that I was positive I was carrying a boy. Also, Chris’ family is filled with boys. My sister-in-law was the first girl to be born in decades and decades.
A mother knows her body and her baby, right? Clearly not this time.
Were you surprised when you learned your baby’s gender?