So a friend of mine through work just had his first baby. Well, I guess his wife just had her first baby, but potato patato. They got an ultrasound done at around 18 weeks and were delighted to find out that they were having a baby girl. (mental note, if I want to find out what I am having…wait two more weeks to the 20 week ultrasound) Even though they both thought they saw something on the screen, the doctor was sure, and that thing? Just the umbilical cord. Two weeks ago, she had another ultrasound done…and guess what? Not just the umbilical cord. Yeah…it’s a boy. Yay!!
Can you imagine? The poor guy, (of course I feel sorry for him, even though it was his wife who had to go through the pain of delivery), had to re-do the nursery and figure out what the heck to do with all the pink crap they got. They are very popular people, and had not one, not two, but three baby showers. Mucho pink. Because everyone knew they were having a girl. He has a very rational view on it…they’ll have more kids; surely one of them will be of the female variety. And if not?? The poor youngest child will just have to be gay.