Let's Take a Peek, Shall We?

It was a great day at the birth clinic yesterday! I love being there so much. It'd been 3 weeks b/c of vacations--so good to be back.

As I was telling Mr W, it doesn't feel like work when I'm there. Yes, I'm busy but it's a "happy"

busy--I love our clients and it's fabulous to meet new ones too.

The day just zooms past us as we visit. Midwife appointments last an entire hour. We catch up on the Momma's activities, answer questions, listen to the baby's heart and take a peek thru ultrasound sometimes too. The flow is mesmerizing. The clock zips past hour after hour.

Yesterday a couple came in that has 2 sons already. Momma was getting her first ultrasound, and they both wanted to know the gender. Momma said for her it was like Christmas Eve--she couldn't sleep the night before b/c she's so excited to find out if it's a Boy or Girl. Both of them were just so cute, they were about to spontaneously combust! SO we take a peek...baby's legs are crossed.

And baby is moving so much we couldn't get a peek....then finally! we see what looks like 3 little lines...indicative of a GIRL. Momma is so excited, but refuses to believe the first look, so we look again, and again, and again. Three lines every time. We all smile big smiles and hugs all around! It's a Girl!

Dad starts talking about buying a shotgun.

Momma can't wait to get home and "tell about 100 people who are anxious to know too!"

And off they went...so diliriously happy to know they are going to painting the nursery Pink.



The very next couple is the total opposite. They are a professional couple in the Movie business.

This is their first child. They've been living in LA but will be here thru the winter for work.

She is due next month, and they do NOT want to know the sex! They want the big surprise at the end of the birth. We need to do an ultrasound because upon palpation, cannot confidently say the baby's head is down...they squint their eyes like we're playing pin- the- tail- on -the- donkey.

"Don't tell us!" they chime.

We discover that yes, the baby's head is up on the left side. SO we tell her some things she can do to help the baby get into a better position.

Once they leave, I whisper to Dotti, "its a girl." She smiles and says, "Yeah, I know."

I supress silly giggles because I'm so dang excited for them...they're going to have a daughter.





A girl, A boy. What difference does it make?

To know or not to know. Does it make a difference??