Here’s the kid!
We told the kid to not be shy so we could see the gender, and it listened.
There’s his junk, on display for the world to see. And I’ve officially invaded his privacy before he even makes it into the world. I’m sure it will just be the first time of many.
Bear is so crazy thrilled, he can’t even contain himself. He honestly believed we would have a passel of girls and he would never end up with his football player, and here he is, first time out. Bear’s parents are beside themselves at the “miracle within a miracle,” since most babies that show up despite infertility are usually girls because of the characteristics of the sperm yadda yadda yadda.
During the ultrasound the rookie waved at us with his left hand. Bear was so excited that he might come out left handed. Because if he’s left handed and has even the most basic athletic prowess, Bear says he can find success as a pitcher. Already we’re starting with this.
I have to admit, I’m working on coming around. I had my heart so set on a girl that I’m kind of grieving that loss. It’s not that I didn’t want a boy, it’s just that all my dreaming involved girl stuff and dolls and dressup. I don’t even know what boys are like. I know I’ll love him like crazy, I just have no idea what our days together will look like. I might have to develop a fastball.
Just this week I’ve finally figured out what little bumps are him and what are gas or growing pains or any of the other million little things going on in there. He moves around non-stop now, except for when Bear tries to feel it. I think our kid already has a twisted sense of humor. He’ll fit in well.