The Penis Situation

We woke up at six o'clock this morning so that we could be out the door by half past in order to get to the doctors office for my Level II Ultrasound appointment at seven o'clock. Shwew! Did you get all of that? Yes, I had a doctors appointment at seven in the morning on Christmas Eve. I didn't even try to get a babysitter, we just planned on taking the boys. Jack was really excited to see Baby Alexander (what he has named the baby) on the television. The first thing he said when he got up this morning was, "Everybody ready!?! It's time to go to the doctor and watch tv!"

We loaded the car with testosterone and snacks and were on our way. When we arrived at the doctors office, I went up to the receptionist and began the check-in process. Jack walked up the receptionist and said, "Hello! I'm Jack. This is my mommy and this is Baby Alexander!" It's really a shame that Jack is so shy!

The ultrasound technician looked at all of Baby's parts (brain, heart, spine, kidneys, arms, legs, feet, hands, yaddayaddayadda) and everything looked fantastic. Luckily, we didn't use up all of our healthy baby genes on Jack and Sam. Then came time for the big reveal. Was I carrying a boy or was I carrying a girl? Wouldn't you know it, Baby had the legs shut tight and the umbilical cord was right in between them. I explained that we could not have another stubborn child, that role was already filled by Sam. She continued to poke and jiggle me hoping to get Baby to cooperate and then she finally made an educated guess.

Oh? You thought I was just going to come out and tell you the sex of Baby #3. Ha!

Watch to find out: