I’ve worked for hours on the final post in this little series. It’s LOOONG. It feels very cathartic to almost be done.
But, yes, you read the title of today’s post correctly.
Lolly and I have an announcement to make:
We are having another spawn!!!
This afternoon, we left the girls at home with their Uncle Chad while we went off to the doctor to have the gender ultrasound. This December has been uncharacteristically sunny, but today there was rain. We drove in the dreary Seattle weather like we have in the past, and pulled up to the office we’d been to many times before. But this time, there was a finality to it. We know that this baby will be our last, and that after it comes, the Weed family will be complete.
We were both nervous as we sat in the waiting room.
Baby gender is such a strange thing. It determines so much.
For us, a boy would mean: lots of new experiences, having to buy all new stuff, and the thrill of something different. A girl would mean: having the special quality of having all kids of one gender (which I hear is very bonding for them), not having to buy new stuff, and settling comfortably into something familiar.
Soon, we were in the little office with the tech, and she was looking at every single feature of this child’s body except its junk, and we were feeling nervous, and after seeing the baby’s brain, femur, heart, arm, face, profile, placenta-home–just short of isolating each individual strand of DNA–the tech finally said: “Oh, and the baby turned. I can finally see its gender. Do you want to know it?”
And I now repeat the question. Do you want to know the gender of the final Weed child?
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Don’t you HATE when people do this? I know I do….
One more scroll, just for kicks….