Voodoo Come True... It's a BOY!

One of the first questions that come to mind when hearing someone is pregnant is "Is it a boy or a girl?" I never realized that you spend half of your pregnancy having no clue what you're incubating.  Realistically it's 50/50 so a wild guess has a safe chance being correct.  I had no inkling as to what it could be, I guess my mother's intuition is slacking.  Most of my friends thought it would be a boy, most of the family thought it would be a girl. All of my cousins and second cousins have had boys so we figured it was time for a girl.  Last night while my and Brian's family were together we took a secret ballot vote. The results, 3 for Girl, 4 for boy.


Brian's Mom, Miss Colleen, and my mom were talking about an old baby shower game to determine the sex of the baby.  The more they talked about it the more it sounded like voodoo to me.  I laid on my back on the floor while Brian held his Rosary above my stomach.  The goal is to hold it as still as possible and see if it starts to move.  If it moves in a circular motion it's a boy, if it sways back and forth it's a girl.  Seeing how my Dad is a man of science we decided to test all of the variables.  Everyone got a chance to hold the rosary, and 4 out of 7 times it spun in a circle.  The two times it didn't were my parents, so I guess the baby doesn't like them.

Today at 12:30 I had my appointment for anatomic anomalies and an anatomy screening.  I was excited to see if the Voodoo was right... aaaaaannnnddddd... I AM A BELIEVER.  The voodoo was right! I'm going to have a beautiful baby boy!  And what better way to spread the news than to text everyone a picture of the "you know what" with the caption "guess!"  Lets just say it wasn't hard to tell, he is a very proud boy!

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face forward, all curled up with his hands by his head