To Be 20 Weeks Pregnant

I am "showing". It's about time. I went to a client meeting on Wednesday, and the client asked me "when are you due"? I also had a few people in my office approach me the same day too who apparently didn't get the memo - "Barbara is pregnant" until that day. I have to admit to my readers that I was wearing a basic maternity dress as opposed to my regular suits. But even so, it felt good to know that I am now pregnant to people and not someone who hits the McDonald's drive-through too often.

I had my 20 week OB appointment and things are going well. He went over the sonogram with me and said things are progressing normally. I responded, "That's great. And, I am having a girl". (Note the huge grin on my face from cheek to cheek). My doctor looks at me with a puzzled face and says, "Um, you're having a boy. It says so right in your chart here". Oh, my OB is such a jokester. Apparently, he wasn't joking. The results read Genitalia: Male. I start freaking out a little bit. Are my hopes of having the cute little girl going down the drain? Both the Sonographer and the doctor at the ultrasound said it was a girl. I know they can be wrong, but even so. My doctor said not to worry and that it was probably a drop dpwn menu that they inputted wrong. When I got home, I immediately called the place where I had the ultrasound. I told them my dilemma, and she asked me to hold on. It seemed like forever. She came back on the line, and said that she showed my ultrasound pictures to another doctor who was in the office, and he said that it is in fact a girl. Relief!