
Last Friday, we had another screening sonogram. This one was to check that all of our child's organs were formed properly (they were) and functioning (so far so good). The tech spent lots of time looking at the heart, showing all four chambers and the valves working properly, and lots of time examining the brain showing us the ventricles and the cerebellum. And the whole time I was frustrated - of course the brain and heart were normal. In my mind there was no possibility of a hiatal hernia, faulty valves or hydrocephaly. I just wanted to know - BOY OR GIRL!?!!
Turns out she is definitely a girl. No doubt about it. I was thrilled, and Matt seemed, well, relieved. After weeks of saying it didn't matter one way or another, he was actually relieved it was a girl. Are boys that bad? Heh. I guess he would know!
So now comes the difficult process of naming the poor child. So far we don't really agree on any names. Its harder that I ever imagined to come up with a name that seems to really fit this little creature growing in my belly. How can I name her when I barely know her? So many names bring up specific pictures in my mind - a Claire is feminine and perhaps a bit prissy, Bronwyn is a tomboy who excels at all things athletic. Will she be musical like her daddy? Will she be a daredevil like her uncle Cam? I dread having a wussy kid so if not a daredevil, I at least hope that she is brave and not afraid of the world. But then, she is my child (ok, and Matt's too), so of course she'll be perfect.

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