I was cleaning out my closet and came across my pregnancy journal. While I was flipping through the pages, a picture fell out - my sonogram. I'd thought I lost it. I remember the day I had the sonogram as if it was yesterday. I was so anxious to find out the sex of the baby. My doctor said, tentatively, that it was a girl but she wasn't 100% sure because she couldn't see the "kibbles and bits" that clearly. She might as well have told me, "Yes it's definitely a girl" because I started telling everyone I was having a girl. Surprise! It's a boy. I think subconsciously I suspected I was having a boy because I did not have a girl name picked out.
I have several more closets to clean. I'm anxious to see what other treasures I will find.
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