It's a BOY!

Before we went I felt like I was about to win a 100ft sail boat or a 2 story house on 40 acres of land.

The doc measured the heart beat and and it was really high, which meant it is usually a girl, so the doctor said. So I'm preparing for a girl. She cranked up the sonar and was looking at the baby, which to me looked liked black and white jello with little marshmellows and toothpicks.

Then the doc said she saw something that might mean it's a boy, but wasn't sure. I'm dead calm with no emotions at this time. Then she got a better shot and said it looks like a boy. I'm not celebrating yet. This is just like your team is winning with 2 minutes left on the clock and up by 6 points.

Then she saw something again and she said I think it's a boy. So I asked her what kinda percentage are we looking at, 51%, 75%, or 95%; she said 95%. We'll I start doing the "GET SOME!" dance on the inside, but the way things have been for me lately, that 5% has been like a black hole.

Then she saw the turtle head. BAM! 100% buy the blue cigars!

We're very excited! I'm thinking football jersey, GI Joe, and LEGOs.

The funny thing is for those brief moments of when it was 2 story house on 40 acres I kinda got attached to the idea and I already miss having a little girl. It's funny how things are. But we'll have one one of these days.

I hope everybody is doing good and enjoying the season. Right now I just want to sail as much as possible. I have to hone up my skills to train a new captain:)