Today's appointment went perfectly. Doc said he saw nothing of concern and our chances of having an undetected chromosomal anomaly are about 1 in 500.
I told Greg that meant we shouldn't have 500 babies.
On about the third picture the doc took she was like, "I SEE BOY PARTS!" This means I have to do some shopping, because I have a storage unit full of pink stuff. For the record, very little of the pink stuff was purchased by me! Most of it was gifts. I was pretty careful about buying neutral colored gear and toys for the most part. But alas, there's a lot of it.
And now I have to name a boy. Sigh. I could name 15 girls, but naming one boy... I dunno. It's a hard one. But we have some time and we'll figure something out. We had a good girl name picked out already, pretty much by accident, but that's kinda useless now! We'll probably use William, since it's a big family name for my family, but I'd rather use it as a middle name which
complicates things. We'll see. Nothing is finalized or eliminated yet!
And finally, my favorite part of the doc visit -
Nurse taking medical history: "Are you and your husband related in any way?"
Me: "Only by marriage."