That’s Oliver’s standard response when asked whether our new baby is a boy or girl. He has said it all along.
Although I don’t necessarily agree with Oliver’s assessment of there being too many boys around here, I thought the baby was a girl too, but I needed confirmation from the ultrasound. Oliver didn’t seem to need any confirmation. I asked if he was excited that he was right, and he said “yeah, I said it was girl.” He didn’t sound particularly excited when he said that.
Anyway, I’m excited! We waited until Oliver and Benton were born to find out their gender. So, finding out early feels a little strange, but it is fun to know. Even though the perinatologist seemed confident about the gender, I feel a little like you never know for sure until the baby is born. I guess I will just keep my fingers crossed for a healthy little girl sometime in September.
I needed a picture for this post so I pulled out some of the things my mom knitted over the years, just in case. She knitted the two sweater sets over 5 years ago when I was pregnant with Oliver and the little knitted dress and bonnet while I was pregnant with Benton. Obviously, no one has worn them yet.