A lesson in PATience

Have you ever seen the SNL skit of "Pat," where the central aspect of the sketches was the inability of others to determine the character's gender? I wonder if the creator of that skit was also an extremely impatient pregnant mother who pressured people to tell her the gender of her unborn child WAY before you could even tell. My doctor was smart in not saying his guess of the gender at 10 weeks. Apparently, two women whom you pay $75 each for a commercial ultrasound and gender check have not googled how many weeks it takes to tell the gender of a fetus. Because one said for sure a boy, and the other said for sure a girl. Google (and my doctor) says it is impossible to tell before 12 weeks, and you should wait until 15 weeks to tell the gender because both genders look exactly the same until then. 

So am I having a girl or a boy? I am not going to ask anymore, or declare it on my blog, until my doctor officially tells me at around 14 weeks like a normal, more patient pregnant woman would do.

Until then, I am also not going to tell Maddie because she will think either her mother is crazy, or that babies can just change gender in utero.

On a positive note, Josh and I went to see the broadway play The Lion King at Mandalay Bay and it was FANTASTIC. I cried at least four times, but that could just be a pregnancy thing. I was blown away by the costumes, sets, and talent and would highly recommend it. It is definitely child friend too if your kid is old enough to sit still.