and fingers still permanently crossed. Of course, when I logged on to post yesterday's U/S picture, the first thing I did was read through everyone's updates. My deepest, heartfelt sympathies to Jay. I just don't even know what to say. Such a sad loss. It terrifies me. Please let me make it with this one. Please.
So far, all looks good. Heartbeat was at 130 and baby is measuring perfectly. I am officially graduated from the clinic and move on to the OB. First OB appointment is next Thursday.
My boss says it's going to be a girl. I think so too. This brings a whole new set of terror for me. I really, really want a boy. I just cannot relate to girls. I HATE pink with a passion and the thought of a lifetime of pink things, lace, hair bows and frilly dresses freaks me out. I have no earthly idea how to be girly and I don't even remotely think any of that stuff is cute. Yuck. How can I have a child I don't think is cute?! I fear a girl will have daddy issues and boy issues and all the other girls-are-cruel issues that I have absolutely no way of dealing with.
Of course, yesterday my sister found out what her baby is, and it figures...another boy so now I'll have two totally adorable sweet baby nephews. This of course makes me want a boy even more so they all can be buddies.