It’s a…

BIG SIDE NOTE: MY CHILDREN DO NOT KNOW, so please don’t tell them yet.
At my 17 week obstetrical appointment, the doctor came in and as he went to go listen to the baby’s heartbeat with the fetal doppler I stopped him.

“Um…I really hate to ask you this and you can totally say no if you want to but…”

“No.”

“But…um is there anyway we could take a peek at this baby with an ultrasound.”

(Blank stare.)

“See, tomorrow is the last day for me to sign up as a consignor for the big consignment sale and…well, I’d really like to know whether or not I should keep the girl stuff or the boy stuff.”

“Well…this is a first!  But sure.  Why not?”

So we go into the ultrasound room and we see a beautiful, perfect little spine.
And a beautiful, perfect little foot with what appeared to have five toes.
And a beautiful, perfect little heart…shaped well and gushing along.
And a beautiful, perfect little…nothing.

I knew that 17 weeks was a little early to try.
I knew it was unlikely that we’d really be able to see much of anything.
But it was worth a shot.

“Why don’t you go eat lunch and then come back?  We’ll try again then.”

So we went to lunch and came back.

And we saw a beautiful, perfect little(big) head.
And a beautiful, perfect little leg.
And a beautiful, perfect little hand.
And a beautiful, perfect little…nothing.
(But we did get to hear a happy big brother say “WOW…WOW…WOW” about 500 times.)

As I was leaving, my friend who is a nurse practitioner there said, “So…..”

“Still no luck.  Guess I won’t be selling those clothes this time after all…”
<insert sad face here>

And the other doc heard us talking and she said: “Want me to look?”

And what kind of crazy person would turn down one more chance like that?

But I had to go pick up the big kids from school, so I promised to come back and we’d try again later.

And we went in-just me and the big kids this time
And we saw beautiful, perfect little baby pieces again.
And listened to the biggest brother ooh and ahh over the baby and how cool the ultrasound machine was.
And she searched and searched and searched…

And she quietly and discreetly(so that the biggest brother wouldn’t overhear) said:
“I’m about 90% sure this is a _________.  But don’t sell all those clothes yet.”

Later Marshall got a text from her.
She upped her guess to 97%.

So…you wanna know?

Actually, I want to know what you think.
Is Ivey #4 a boy or a girl?
(If you already know, don’t answer.)

(As a side note, 51% of you were wrong about Asa being a boy.  You guys aren’t very good guessers.)