I’m hopeless at keeping surprises, so…
IT’S A BOY!
And, to be completely honest, I have been kind of crapping myself.
I think I was so secretly convinced I was having a girl and had already planned out about 5698 outfits she’d be wearing that I had to do a bit of a turnaround. Oh who am I kidding. It was a massive, complete, meltdowny rethink of epic proportions.
But now I’m in love with the idea of a boy and crazy excited and every time I see a little boy toddler at the doctor’s or in the street I just go all sooky la-la and can’t believe I will have one of my own soon.
My friends with boys have also been texting and ringing with unsolicited boy wisdom that has been, in a word, beautiful to hear.
“Boys are cool. So easy and so uncomplicated. You just feed them, love them, give them lots of cuddles and they get on with life. They don’t overthink stuff too much.”
“I thought, a boy? I know girls, what am I going to do with a BOY? But trust me, boys are super cuddly and they absolutely LOVE their mamas.You’re going to be fine.”
“There is something so luscious about boys. It’s true they’re a bit more uncomplicated, but my eight-month old just looks at me and he’s such an old soul.”
“I was a bit freaked out about the thought of having a boy but now I do, he is the absolute apple of my eye. I am crazy in love with him in a way I never expected.”
Already, our son is proving to be a wriggly, naughty little chicklet who refuses to roll the right way on a scan even when his mama is instructed to get off the bed and ‘jump around’. Let me assure you, there’s nothing elegant about a 19-week pregnant woman with a bare belly covered in ultrasound gel doing her impression of the macarana, but the minute I lay down again our little dude gave us a definite ‘thumbs up’ on the monitor which amused the sonographer so much she paused it so we could all have a laugh.
Something tells me he’s going to have a very cheeky sense of humour and I really can’t wait to meet him.