So, yes. We are having a boy. I'm gun-shy about saying that we're *definitely* having a boy, because of these people we know who "found out" they were having a boy, named him Ethan, got a bunch of stuff personalized with the name Ethan and actually *called* their baby Ethan for four months... only to give birth to a girl. Creeps me out every time I think about it.
On the other hand, we saw the picture on that ultrasound, and it was pretty unmistakable. The ultrasound tech (who was incredibly fast and good at her job) said at one point, "Okay, you want to know the sex? It's a boy baby." Just like that. No hesitation at all. And she pointed out what we were looking at, and, um, it really didn't look like a loop of umbilical cord to me.
Can I just take a moment here, by the way, to rant a little? As someone who has made each choice once - the choice to forgo finding out the sex of the baby by ultrasound, and the choice to get the information as soon as possible - I can understand why people make both choices. As I see it, it is totally a personal preference thing. Neither option hurts anyone. So I really do not get why some people are so dogmatic about it!
I once read a post on a parenting site where this guy went on and on about how only a crazy person would choose not the find out the sex of the baby ahead of time - he, personally, as an intelligent person who intelligently respects science and medicine and information, just simply could not intelligently imagine why anyone would have a single intelligent reason for opting out of the ultrasound information. It was completely obnoxious. There are plenty of good reasons for waiting to find out, and with it being such a personal, doesn't-hurt-anyone-else decision, "we just felt like waiting" should be reason enough for those outside the family. Sheesh.
On the other hand, I've come across (in person and online) more than one strongly expressed opinion that it's not "natural" to find out the sex ahead of time. "There are so few surprises in life!" these people say. Which, okay, but there are many things in life that we happily do that are not strictly "natural." Riding in airplanes, for instance. And the sex of the baby is a surprise no matter what. It's just a surprise twenty weeks earlier if you find out by ultrasound. Again, sheesh.
Anyway, if you are a person who feels very strongly about it one way or another, that's fine as long as you keep it to yourself. And if you don't keep it to yourself, I don't even care... I'll just roll my eyes at you behind your back and then rant about you on my blog. Tee-hee.
So back to the topic at hand. A boy. I admitted over at Faith & Family that I had a very slight preference for a girl this time, not for my own sake but because I'd love for Camilla to have a sister. In my mind, there's nothing like the childhood bond between close-in-age sisters. But I guess this is sort of a "I want her life to be like mine" thing, because when people commented about their great relationships with their close-in-age brothers, I realized that it could work that way too. I love having brothers, but my nearest-in-age brother is six years younger than I, so I never had that experience of a brother to share age-specific experiences with. My brothers are great, though, and I have to say that my younger sisters, who are close in age to them, seem to get a lot out of the brother-sister relationships. So, hey, I was just being silly.
Anyway, we love our little boy and I can't be disappointed that he's not a girl, because he is so beautifully HIMSELF. I felt like that about Camilla, too, of course - before she was born I truly didn't care what sex she turned out to be, but as soon as we had her in our arms and knew she was a girl, then I felt that she couldn't have been anything other than a girl. It would have been Just So Wrong for her to have been a boy, because she wouldn't have been Camilla. And that is how I feel about our son too.
We are not going to name him before he is born, though. For one thing, there's that factor I talked about at the beginning of the post... I really don't want to call our child by a boy's name for four months if the child is actually a girl. We are also keeping our name *possibilities* secret, though. I feel protective of them. We tend to like slightly-less-usual names and I don't want anyone scoffing at our choices. With Camilla, no one said anything rude, but maybe it was just because we waited to share her name until after she was born. Anyway, we are waiting until the birth to share the baby's name, and probably even to decide on our final choice. (Camilla Claire was our first choice for a girl last time, but we had a back-up name just in case she didn't *look* like a Camilla, or whatever.) So there will still be some mystery about this whole process, at least for everyone who is not Bryan and me.
There are so few surprises in life! Enjoy it!